Sometime over the weekend, my Google Pagerank must have gone through the roof, as suddenly the number of hits via Web search went up fifty-fold.
So I feel compelled to add something fresh all the time to keep the robots happy.
Here’s a bit I did on Facebook:
Brian J. Noggle: If I got Heather a set of nice mixing bowls for Christmas, do you think she’d suspect I’d gotten them so I could use them?
Brian J. Noggle Because, honestly, I would. I’m getting tired of mixing in dog bowls.
Brian J. Noggle Oh, nuts, I just realized I’ve now got Springfield people on here who’ve eaten things I’ve baked.
I just want to emphasize the DOGS BOWLS WERE CLEAN.
Brian J. Noggle The dog’s tongue is like the cleanest animal tongue there is, you know.
That ought to get me some sweet Google hits for “mixing bowl” and “dog bowl”. You can buy them on Amazon:
Which is funny, actually: Missouri is one of the states where Amazon killed its associates program, so know, gentle reader, that I provide these links for your convenience, not my own remuneration.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to plot a science fiction story about an intelligent search engine that alters its pageranks to get bloggers to post more because it uses new content from small sources to learn about the human race and it trusts bloggers more than premium and often link-baiting Web sites. Go back to the ancient texts Star Trek: The Motion Picture and Short Circuit. The prophets warned us that the machines would manipulate us to provide them with input.
