wojr - words, occasionally sentences
Thursday, April 22, 2004
Like the Loaf Says 'Two Out of Three Ain't Bad'
It's been roughly nine months since I got a haircut. For those of you that don't know me personally that may not seem like a big deal, but trust me it is. For the first time in my life, I could put my hair in a ponytail. (Honestly, I just tested it)
So I could, if I choose to. Which I do not.
So now, I know that I am not a ponytail guy. We already concluded that I'm not a wife-swapping guy.
However, I am the type of fellow that has a website that you can find if you type "gave her a facial" into a search engine. I know I brought this on myself. But I thought you all might get a whimsical kick out of that tidbit.
Bring on the pervert Internet traffic. I'm ready for you.
wojr
It's been roughly nine months since I got a haircut. For those of you that don't know me personally that may not seem like a big deal, but trust me it is. For the first time in my life, I could put my hair in a ponytail. (Honestly, I just tested it)
So I could, if I choose to. Which I do not.
So now, I know that I am not a ponytail guy. We already concluded that I'm not a wife-swapping guy.
However, I am the type of fellow that has a website that you can find if you type "gave her a facial" into a search engine. I know I brought this on myself. But I thought you all might get a whimsical kick out of that tidbit.
Bring on the pervert Internet traffic. I'm ready for you.
wojr
Labels: Odd Search Results, woj
Tuesday, April 20, 2004
The Odd Paths to WOJR.COM
From now through the end of the month, things are going to be rather hectic in the Wojciak household. A down to the wire script deadline, a massive school project, finishing up this site as well the regular rigmarole of being me are going to postpone any possibility of real sleep to May.
But I can still find time to be an utter geek.
One of the more interesting aspects of manning this site is seeing how people actually find it. Some use book marks. Some click on links. Others mercifully click on the links I email them (if you're a friend, it's technically not spam). But the ones I really feel sorry for are the ones that stumble here via a search engine.
Now, I don't mean the ones that enter in "wojr" and are surprised to find my site. I'm talking about the following people:
Someone looking for "high speed police chase-procedure" stumbled on my comic script, Dichotomy. Hope you enjoyed it.
Two people also found Dichotomy by typing in "randolph and mortimer." I'll assume they were both Trading Places fans.
One poor soul was looking for an "article on linda cardellini in sunday's paper" and found this journal entry. Hope you weren't a Scooby Doo fan.
Another wayward internet surfer was looking for "that girl grace" and found Lost Monuments. I think my Grace is much cooler than "that" one.
Not sure what the person that entered "sentences on confronted" was looking for, but they got the end of my Larry Flynt story.
One person actually typed in "Michael Wojciak." What the hell were they thinking?
Some Jack Black fan actually typed "if laura and her bourgeois lawyer friends can't handle it" into a search engine and for that they get my respect.
But lastly, some person in their search for "high school gym shorts" was lead to my obituary. And that gives me pause. Am I going to live a life that some person will forever associate with gym shorts? Well, there are worse things to be associated with.
Like the thing growing on this woman's chin.
God, I just can't get over that thing. It calls out to me.
wojr
From now through the end of the month, things are going to be rather hectic in the Wojciak household. A down to the wire script deadline, a massive school project, finishing up this site as well the regular rigmarole of being me are going to postpone any possibility of real sleep to May.
But I can still find time to be an utter geek.
One of the more interesting aspects of manning this site is seeing how people actually find it. Some use book marks. Some click on links. Others mercifully click on the links I email them (if you're a friend, it's technically not spam). But the ones I really feel sorry for are the ones that stumble here via a search engine.
Now, I don't mean the ones that enter in "wojr" and are surprised to find my site. I'm talking about the following people:
Someone looking for "high speed police chase-procedure" stumbled on my comic script, Dichotomy. Hope you enjoyed it. Two people also found Dichotomy by typing in "randolph and mortimer." I'll assume they were both Trading Places fans. One poor soul was looking for an "article on linda cardellini in sunday's paper" and found this journal entry. Hope you weren't a Scooby Doo fan. Another wayward internet surfer was looking for "that girl grace" and found Lost Monuments. I think my Grace is much cooler than "that" one. Not sure what the person that entered "sentences on confronted" was looking for, but they got the end of my Larry Flynt story. One person actually typed in "Michael Wojciak." What the hell were they thinking? Some Jack Black fan actually typed "if laura and her bourgeois lawyer friends can't handle it" into a search engine and for that they get my respect. But lastly, some person in their search for "high school gym shorts" was lead to my obituary. And that gives me pause. Am I going to live a life that some person will forever associate with gym shorts? Well, there are worse things to be associated with.Like the thing growing on this woman's chin.
God, I just can't get over that thing. It calls out to me.
wojr
Labels: My Writing, Odd Search Results, Snide Remarks
