Just how angry IS that leopard?

Lately I've been getting hits from all over the world from people looking for pictures of an angry leopard attacking a man in India. Back in January I posted a link to a story about a leopard that attacked a man in a housing complex in India, and was subsequently beaten to death by a stick-wielding mob. No one paid much attention at the time. But now? The attention whore in me is doing a drunken jig from all the extra visits.


Now I know how Anandamide felt when he received the random attentions of thousands of ZZ Top fans. And this got me thinking again--how do people find this little spot on the interwebs? And how do I keep up the wonderfully ego-stroking 100 + hits per day?

Someone in Janesville, Wisconsin wanted to compare/contrast Eve White Eve Black 3 faces of Eve.

Naughty Googlers in Hertford, UK, and in Lithuania, wanted naked Bubs.

A Chippewa Falls cheesehead wonders what life in other mid-sized Wisconsin towns is like, and is looking for Eau Claire nude.

Another naughty Googler, this time a cheesehead from Marion, Wisconsin, wanted to find some Wisconsin porn. (Does Wisconsin porn involve more cheese curds and brandy than mainstream porn?)

Testicles. Penis. Stripper. That's what some freak in Bothell, Washington wants.

A thrifty Chicagoan wanted to find LaSalle Bank incentives.

A narcozoology buff in San Antonio, Texas wanted to learn more about bad cop and alligator freak Warren Nyerges.

Some Yankee up in Portland Maine inquired about Lettuce Dogs.

Tina Louise Iggy Pop--evidently someone in Oak Park, Illinois wanted to see both of them together. I can only imagine.

A marathon buff in Toronto wanted to read about the Chicago Marathon aftermath.

Aftermath? Let's try Chicago Marathon Embarrassment instead.


I think I'll ask Grant Miller for pointers on how to jazz up my blog to attract more interesting search hits.

Summertime, and the huffing is easy

Internet media mogul Grant Miller recently posted a helpful tip for boozehounds trying to beat the heat. Mr. Miller suggested that huffing might be a better option:

Avoid drinking alcohol when temperatures get hot since the heat makes you sweat and quickly lose your buzz. Grant Miller Media recommends huffing an old t-shirt drenched in gasoline or paint thinner instead.

Provocative? Irresponsible? Well, the boldest ideas often seem that way. But, here's the thing. Mr. Miller isn't far out of the mainstream on this. He is merely putting into words generations of trailer park folk wisdom. Which, in this writer's humble opinion, is long overdue.

Consider Patrick Tribett, arrested in July 2005 for huffing spray paint. Buckeyes know how to beat the heat. Tribett, the interweb's most famous huffer, is pictured above.

It gets damnably hot in Waco, Texas. That's why R&B personality Tony Thompson liked huffing freon instead of swilling Lone Star beer. Unfortunately, it killed him.

Don't drink and drive. Huff and drive. It gets so steamy in Palm Bay, Florida, that 18 year old Tara Corey had no other choice.

My extensive research failed to uncover any links between huffing and exotic reptile ownership, and as of this time there does not appear to be any huffing/alligator nexus. Which is a relief.