Oh just forget it. 
Thursday, February 10th, 2005
Ahh………there is nothing that will make you feel more alive than to have a possibly rabid, hissing bat flying around your bedroom. At 2 o’clock in the morning. As you are just drifting off into the sweetest, deepest sleep ever. Really, you should try it. I also recommend being naked at the time.
In honor of odd things, I thought I would showcase some equally odd things, namely, how people find this page!
184 hits for ambidextrous scallywags! I have to sadly report, however, that I have tumbled from the #1 spot on the charts, brought low by atroxi, no less! You are always hurt by the one you love.
29 hits for some form of Hardees and the “clenched hand” girl. (I’m trying to avoid the use of the word “fist”. Oops.) Ah, the folly of clogged arteries. Maybe enough food makes anything attractive. Like booze.
3 hits for Bon voyage, Charlie Brown. No love for not coming back.
1 hit for sweet young darlings. For some reason, this really creeps me out. A lot.
7 hits for that sweet hot fat chiropractic porn! Excuse me while I vomit.
Okay, with that out of the way, my last specimen of weirdness:
1 hit for fist. Just fist.
Just fist……wouldn’t that be a great name for a band?