Possumblog

Well, I might be deathly ill...

...but at least there's a treasure trove of odd search requests in the referrer logs this morning!

Such as: Kangaroo meat Raleigh NC. MMmm-MM! Save me a drumstick! I tell you what, Barney's right--they DO have everything in Raleigh! They'd talked about opening a kangaroobecue joint over in Mt. Pilot, but that never really panned out.

Anyway, you can get kangaroo meat at any grocery store in Raleigh, although with all the wild herds that wander and hop around the place, it's really easier just to go catch your own.

NEXT, we have this one: urinal +"tiger stadium". Hmm. I guess that's what they mean when they scream "Go Tigers!"

Actually, this could be a couple of places--Detroit's baseball field, or LSU's football stadium. Surely no one is comparing either to a urinal. That would just be mean.

One of the leading contenders for Most Inexplicable Search String, this one from down in New Zealand: boeing funny clip highway finger brakes jeep emergency. Don't know what that's all about, but it sure does sound like it could be entertaining. Which is why I can't figure out why Possumblog is returned as an answer, but never mind that.

Keeping with our international theme, we have this from the Netherlands, or Holland, or Dutchlandia, or whatever the heck they're calling it now: "there is no substitute for cubic inches" 350z. You know, that is just so true. I'm not sure why 350Z was appended on there, other than to point out that it only has a 3.5 liter engine, which in real measurements is around 213 cubic inches, which is exactly half of 426 cubic inches, which is really about the minimum size engine anyone should consider having. You know, if Nissan dropped a Mopar 426 Hemi into a 350Z, that would be really, really cool. Hmmm--maybe I could do that with the Volvo! Hmmmmm....

Next, from Brazil, home of giant, hard to crack fatty nuts and some sort of waxy depilitory method that's all the rage, we have this little item: "when the sky gets dark", a-set. Heh--foreigners are so funny! Here in America, when the sky gets dark, it's not a-set, it's called "sunset"! Silly Portuguese speakers!

Now then, one that's actually probably intended for Billy Joe Bob and the boys at the BBQ Emporium--cletus goes to the suburbs. Interesting thing is, this is the title of some sort of digital video production. I don't have the ability to view it, and with a title like that, who knows how diabolical it might be, but it just goes to show that...uhhh, well, it goes to show-- Hmm. I'm not really sure what it proves.

For the entomologists amongst you--giant weevil only-facts. Yes, facts are absolutely necessary when dealing with giant weevils. Giant weevils, about the size of common housecats, currently infest most homes. They are not often seen due to their ability to hide in cabinets and behind refrigerators. They are vicious, persistent killers, and are immune to most insect sprays. They can only be killed by extended exposure to Ralph Nader. They also have a flavor something like chicken.

And finally, someone has finally stumbled upon my newest money-making idea: "take-out jeans". Run out of pants? Just hop in the car and run down to one of my soon-to-cover-the-nation Take Out Jeans places, stop at the menu board, order the type of jeans you want (including Extra Spicy) and by the time you get around to the cashier, a fresh piping hot pair of jeans will be waiting for you! This just can't miss.

Anyway, that's enough of that mess for today. I'm going to go to a MEETING now! YIPPEEE!

Posted by Terry Oglesby at June 15, 2005 09:02 AM