As I anxiously await the Austin Bloggers Bleet-Up tomorrow, I’ve been biding my time (i.e. becoming categorically obsessed) with checking my blog referrals. I feel like I’ve suddenly been given a super human power. The power of peering into the human psyche and realizing that the entire world is one giant gay man.
Do you know the most commonly searched item in where my blog pops up, is “Hairy Gay Men” or “hairygaymen” (for you lazy people who don’t like to hit the space bar, or does combining the words together symbolize some kinky shit that I don’t understand?). Other search items are variations of the former such as “OLD GAY MEN ON VACATION PICTURES” and “Sailor Gay Man“.
My favorite searches are probably “My roommate is like the one in Single White Female” and “Ice Buckets in Downtown L.A.” (who Googles that?….or does it symbolize some kinky shit that I don’t understand?)
Other honorbale mentions include:
Caleb Followill Sexy Dancing
Ruth Fisher Worst Character
Rob Evans Sucks Dick
When I read these referrals, a strong image is conjured: A big gay “bear” sitting at his computer, shopping on AmericanApparel.net, watching “Six Feet Under” and thinking how much he hates his Mom, Kings of Leon playing in the background and daydreaming about the lead singer dancing with no shirt on.
YES! I’ve reached my intended audience (and let me tell you, in another life I would be a big hairy bear too).
P.S. I know Alec Baldwin is not gay. I can tell you from first-hand experience that he is AN ASS though.