Showing posts with label the strangest search results. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the strangest search results. Show all posts

Thursday, 3 July 2014

Hats off to the Stranger

On New Years Day 2013, I came across a great blog entry by the Bloggess where she tracked the strangest search results that led people to her blog.  After this I started keeping a closer eye on the random things that bring people to Multiple Momstrosity and hopefully keep some visitors.  In the first six months of 2014 I saw nearly 35,000 visitors and I'm so happy for the support and connection with many families, parents and friends.  I hope that many of you are regular visitors and enjoy my take on life with two plucky toddlers, although I still assume that many people stumble across this blog by accident in the search of other things (like porn and videos of guys getting punched in the crotch) because even Google can't predict everything we are searching for.

patio time with kids


Below in bold are the strangest/most memorable search terms that have led people to my blog in the past six months.  I hope that it helps some of you explore some of my older items that you may have missed.


Justin Bieber Strip
There are so many more clever things that others have said about young Justin that I know I can't come up with anything better.  Disappointed visitors who searched this were taken to an entry where I praise Comic Strip Mama for her cartoon take on the "Biebs"

Sarabeth Stroller Orgy
I have no words for this one - nor do I want to understand what it means.  "I don't know what you have planned tonight Homer but count me out!".  This brought people to my description on what a "Candy Orgy" is after our rental car got broken into in BC.

Kids Fight Over Bong
There is a lot of content on YouTube featuring kids fighting over a bong, unfortunately this has nothing to do with my blog.  This takes you to a post where I talk about Wonder Woman being violated at the minion's first birthday party and when Cher from Clueless gets bong water spilled on her shoes because of Breckin Meyer, which also leads me to add that this is the second time I've written about Breckin and what he did to Molly's name.

Comparing Different Boobs
This search led people to a post about how I turn momvisible when I'm pushing my children in a stroller.


I have been nominated for Voiceboks 2014 Multiple Parenting Blog Awards - If you have a moment to spare: Click Here Now and cast your vote for Multiple Momstrosity #27, it's the little heart icon that pops up in the top right hand corner that registers a vote NOT clicking on the photo.  If you follow any of the other blogs or enjoy them like say HDYDI (#21) you can vote for them too - you can vote for up to five different blogs daily.



Friday, 3 January 2014

At the End of the Day

On New Years Day 2013, I came across a great blog entry by the Bloggess where she tracked the strangest search results that led people to her blog.  After this I started keeping a closer eye on the random things that bring people to Multiple Momstrosity.  In 2013 I saw nearly 50,000 visitors and I'm so happy for the support and connection with many families proving the Mommy Wars (or parent wars) is just a bunch of bogus media hoopla.  I hope that many of you are regular visitors and enjoy my take on life with two plucky toddlers, although I still assume that many people stumble across this blog by accident in the search of other things (like porn) because Google can't predict everything we are searching for*.



Below in bold are the strangest search terms that have led people to my blog in the past six months.


Flute poems for mom - In  grade four and five students in my school were all made to learn the recorder.  The thing about the recorder is that even if you can play it well, it still sounds like it's being played by tone deaf gnomes who are hell bent on giving you a migraine.  I never learned to play the recorder beyond the most basic notes. I just mimed it in class, because even at age 10 I knew it was the worst.  The recitals we produced as a result of these is what my imagination comes up with when I think of flute poems for mom. Searchers were sent to my post on Terrible Mother's Day Cards I had sent to my mom as a child.

How to Emasculate a Man -  When I saw this search item the first time (it's shown up a few times), I thought about both the movie How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days and images an evil revenge plot to give someone their "comeuppance".   This led vigilantes to my post about the TV Show Modern Dads and people who don't respecting men taking paternity time.

Young Woman Sufficiently fat - Maybe someone was doing a paper on Rubenesque women, or perhaps they were trying to pull a Mean Girls on their own personal Regina George.  It took seekers to my post on BMI assessment report cards in schools.

My toddler popped a stress ball in his mouth - I can confidently say that anyone who typed this into their search engine got exactly what they were looking for on a gold platter.  Here I talk about what happens when Molly attempts to eat a stress ball (in the shape of a globe) while strapped into her car seat.


In addition, for my year end round up, below are three of my most popular posts:

A shopping list for life during your first week as a new parent.

Vampire Jack the biting king.

Exploring the Twin Connection.


I was nominated for VoiceBoks Top 50 Hilariously Funny Parent Bloggers - If you can please take the time to vote for my blog http://voiceboks.com/top-50-hilariously-funny-nominated-parent-bloggers-2014/- Just click and vote for me (Multiple Momstrosity)

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*An acquaintance of mine posts entertaining updates on Facebook and Twitter about Google Autocomplete and other targeted algorithm advertising failures and how these follies prove to him that robots are still a long way off from uprising and taking over the world.  For example: The tips I got on how to roll a joint from Google when I was looking to get a recipe on roasting pumpkin seeds further proves that Google doesn't know me.