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How They Found Me

I sometimes feel tickled (and sometimes shocked) when I look the stats for my blogs and see the keywords people plug in that eventually gets them to me. Interestingly enough, everyday someone finds me with a search for pitt bulls. I write about ex-gay stuff everyday but I have the pitt bulls to thank for the traffic.

Here is a list of the most recent keywords that got people to this blog and where they come from.
  • pitt bull (hungary)
  • clips video how hewes (unknown)
  • christian autumn poems (pittsburgh, pa)
  • gay scotland pics (vancouver, british columbia)
  • john smid love in action (albany, ny)
  • black pitt bulls (jersey city, nj)
  • beastiality nova scotia (halifax, nova scotia--better warn the neighbors)
Although the traffic is much much less for the Spanish blog Adriana and I maintain, nearly all of the visitors come from a web search. (I only had the seven above for A Musing, which averages 200 unique visits daily, while Dos Equis has 65 key word searches for the past two days and about that many visitors) As I have written before, some of their key words sound like secret confessions of desperate people.
  • hijo homosexual (gay son)
  • como identificar un gay (how to spot a gay--this one comes up often in many different forms)
  • mi pareja dice que no me ama (my spouse says s/he doesn't love me)
  • mi hija es lesbiana (my daughter is lesbian)
  • cambio de homosexual a heterosexual (gay to straight change)
  • mi esposo es gay (my husband is gay)
  • como vivir con un hijo gay (how to live with a gay son)
  • divorcio por que el marido es homosexual (divorce because my husband is gay)
  • como vivir con un marido homosexual (how to live with a gay husband)
  • padres con hijos gays (parents with gay children)
  • como ayudar a mi hija lesbiana (how to help my lesbian daughter)
And it goes on and on and on.
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Anonymous said…
I once found your blog by googling "tuba" and "mouth". (Not really)
9:58 PM
Anonymous said…
On the same theme, the bXg site just got a hit this evening because someone googled how to rid myself of homosexuality.

Given that bXg isn't terribly helpful in answering that question, it would make sense that any number of ex-gay sites would listed, but bXg might show up somewhere in the top 20 or top 100 listings, right?

Nope, the #1 answer offered by Google to the question, "How to rid myself of homosexuality?" is to read the narratives page at bXg.

Gotta love it, eh?
11:25 PM
Diana_CT said…
I also get a kick out of the keywords that they use to find my blog. I like the ones that they are searching for nutmeg recipes, But the one I got last was “transvestite waiters brunch Washington DC” sounded interesting to go to ;-) I wonder if there really was a crossdressers lunch.
9:38 AM
CrackerLilo said…
I'm so glad they find you. They (and their families) need you. I'm even glad the weirdos find you! Gods only know what mine are. I'll bet "NASCAR" and "panda" figure prominently, though.

Oh, and you are SO tagged! I just want to read your answers--I can guess, but better to ask, and your story's so interesting. Wade through the rewrite of "Cowboys are Frequently Secretly Fond of Each Other."
10:07 AM
Greg said…
Incidentally, I found you via one of your recent comments on Alan Chamber's blog.

Greg
blog.greggriffey.net
2:45 PM
Bruce Garrett said…
My all time favorite Google to my own site is still, Strom Thurmond Devil Dog Rock Roll

I have No Idea...
6:42 PM
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