Replacing a spleen with something else

Posted at 23:50 on 04 January 2007

One of the fun things about blogging that the MySpace crowd completely misses out on is that people get to your blog through Google, and if you have a bit of techno-savvy, or a Google Analytics account, or both, you can see what people are searching for to get to it. It's quite amusing to take a look at these from time to time, especially when you get gems such as this one:

"replacing a spleen with something else"

Don't ask me why, but at the moment I am at the top of this particular Google search, despite the fact that my knowledge and understanding of, and interest in, spleen transplants is zilch. What exactly they were thinking when they typed that into Google, the mind boggles.

Here are a few others:

"windows live writer and myspace"

Windows Live Writer works very well with several popular blogging packages and providers, including Blogger, WordPress, Movable Type, and, of course, Windows Live Spaces. However, MySpace is not one of them. It's totally unsupported, mainly because MySpace has never released its own API. MySpace is all very well for social networking and showing off your gratuitous absence of web design skills, but as a blogging platform, it is rubbish. Get a real blog.

"james mckay poetry"

I did try writing a little poetry as a teenager. However, the doggerel I came up with was on a par with William Topaz McGonagall or Amanda McKittrick Ros so I threw it out. Nothing to see here. Move along please.

"jim mckay world cup"

It seems I have a namesake who is a well known American sports broadcaster. Apparently, I also have another namesake who is an expert on ferrets, as I discovered when somebody from the Netherlands e-mailed me to ask if that's me. Sorry, it isn't.

"ideal microwave height"

Any height is fine as far as I'm concerned, as long as it doesn't bring it into conflict with the wireless router...

"interactive swearing keyboard"

Why, oh why, oh why, do people search for things such as this? I'd hate to have a keyboard that swore at me. So would all my colleagues. So would everyone else I know. But then again, you get all sorts...

"unathleticism"

That's my middle name :)