The searches that brought traffic to my blog this week:

“do cheetos have bat dung on them?” I hope not, dear naive Googler. Because I had a bag of them at lunch yesterday.

“sara kane is a prostitute?” Uh, that would be weird. She’s been dead for a few years. Normally I’m all “whatever floats your boat,” but seriously? Gross.

“klick or click” I get this a lot. It’s like “click” with a k. My mom pointed out that “click” already has a k. Thx Mom.

“how many babies can i have?” That depends. Are you Octomom?

“marry me Britney” OK, maybe I should cut back on the Britney posts.

 ”martinis blogging and sex” I am pretty adamant that I have never, ever talked about sex. I’m a prude, remember?

“Stamping cows” I don’t think that’s possible. Has to do with the whole lack of opposable thumbs thing.

“breakfast ice cream” Yes please.

“Become awesome” Come, Grasshopper. I shall teach you.