How You Got Here

I really wonder what people were expecting to find from these search phrases:

  • dress codes for dumping your man [ed. note: What the hell?]
  • where does arrowhead mountain spring water really come from
  • i got carded
  • annoying things about la
  • how to know if it s beshert
  • rent my cleavage
  • someone born on march 16th
  • cheap speeddating in los angeles
  • windshield and toes girls
  • was richard from beauty and the geek jewish [ed. note: Now really. Did you have to ask that? Isn't it kinda obvious?]
  • hebrew keppe
  • one particular website where kristen dunst wil check her fans emails
  • ballet shoe kippah
  • dating separated guy

Which is your favorite? And how’d you get here?

19 Comments »

JAB

August 1st, 2005 | 11:20 pm

Ok…I don’t recall when you mentioned the following on your blog:

Kirsten Dunst
Ballet shoes
Arrowhead Mountain Spring Water

Neil

August 2nd, 2005 | 12:22 am

I like the entry about cheap speeddating. Now there’s a guy looking for a “fast and easy on the wallet” dating experience.

Hilary, aren’t you still looking for that “special” someone?

Jenn

August 2nd, 2005 | 5:57 am

My favorite is “rent my cleavage” and to follow that with “cheap speeddating in los angeles”… it doesn’t get much better.

Hilary

August 2nd, 2005 | 6:44 am

JAB,

Kirsten Dunsst–Marissa and I saw her on Melrose. Ballet shoes–got me.
Arrowhead Mountain Spring Water–I think my mom made a comment about bottled waters.

But odd, huh?

Nanette

August 2nd, 2005 | 9:27 am

Which service do you use that let’s you see what search terms get folks to your page? I can get some info from my page counter, but not nearly as much as you do.

Hilary

August 2nd, 2005 | 9:32 am

Hi Nanette. I use the stats thing that came with my hosting account as well as sitemeter (that little rainbow box you see to the bottom of the sidebar. You should check it out–www.sitemeter.com.

JJ

August 2nd, 2005 | 2:10 pm

It’s gotta be the dress code one for me. A girl once tried to break up with me wearing white shoes after Labor Day so I made her date me until the next summer.

Smoove D

August 2nd, 2005 | 2:53 pm

“Rent my cleavage” is my favorite. When I’m getting a ticket, that could come in handy. I’d just say, “my, officer, it sure is hot in here,” whip out my rental cleavage, and get off with a warning.

Meg

August 2nd, 2005 | 3:22 pm

Hilary: Do you pay for the premium sitemeter service? I NEVER get such detailed searches.

Neil

August 2nd, 2005 | 4:35 pm

How much is cleavage renting for nowadays anyway?

Hilary

August 2nd, 2005 | 5:42 pm

Meg, nope. I just check it regularly!

Dave

August 2nd, 2005 | 9:01 pm

Pretty much any phrase entered on Google will take you here. Here’s the “Dress Code:”

Neil
June 17th, 2005 | 5:49 pm
Jewish men, don’t get too excited when you meet the blond goddess from Newport, Rhode Island who’s read this book and after your kosher ass. The writer’s first book was titled “We Need to Talk. But First, Do You Like My Shoes? : Dress Codes for Dumping Your Man.� So, chances are she’s read that book, too.

Esther

August 2nd, 2005 | 10:13 pm

I’m jealous of how many comments you get, darlin’.

Hilary

August 2nd, 2005 | 10:38 pm

Esther, I have the best commenters ever, don’t I? I’m willing to share ya know…

Esther

August 3rd, 2005 | 3:49 pm

So? Nu? Send ‘em all over my way! Surely there’s something on my blog worth commenting on…

I am so getting busted for comment solicitation by the blogpolice…

And BTW, I wrote a very short, very weird story using your last batch of search terms. Will post it here soon. Why? For my own entertainment. And hopefully yours…

Geri

August 3rd, 2005 | 4:36 pm

I really like “windshield and toes girls,” mostly because I don’t have a clue what that means.

Although “rent my cleavage” is good, too. It gives me ideas.

jenny

August 3rd, 2005 | 5:22 pm

I like “rent my cleavage”

anotherjewboy

August 3rd, 2005 | 9:36 pm

my search term was “jdate decline”

Esther

August 4th, 2005 | 10:08 am

Here’s that short story I promised. Doesn’t make that much sense, but neither do most of the search terms.

Sick of worrying about dating, to call or not to call, I was lost in my sea of secret jdate phone calls that I let go straight to voicemail when I met him on myspace. His message was cryptic: something about being a hot Hebrew who could get my sister tickets to puppetry of the penis. To me, this seemed the very definition of guilty and not at all what I should do on Thursday. But you know it’s 2005 when you’ve just come from a saddle castration party where people thought Hilary is an annoying Jew from San Diego (when, fuck you, no she’s not). At home, an email sent me a blog list of AAA slaves, and I knew I’d never be able fully explain Annabel Lee, especially to a guy who would call Jewish girls “assholes.� So I let his call go straight to voice mail…so what? If that’s my biggest secret, JDate, so sue me.

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