OK, I know you’re disappointed.
I, myself, have no clue why Google feels that my site is the most relevant return for people looking for pictures of Howard Hughes.
Don’t leave quite yet. Please take a couple of minutes out of your busy Howard Hughes picture-searching to look around and perhaps read one of my stories.
They aren’t half-bad. I think I’m pretty funny and plus I have a three-legged dog.
Three-legged dogs? A semi-popular fiction blog? Questionable Google page-rankings?
What am I? The King of England?
No, no, friends! I’m a regular guy, just trying to make it in this crazy world.
Look, any jerk with a crappy blog can have a dog with four legs. Only the truly talented can blog and own a tripod at the same time.
Trust me. It makes sense.
If you disagree and think I’m a big stupid dummy (even though I have Marfan Syndrome), please leave me a comment telling me how much I suck.
[Dictated by my girlfriend, Lindsay W, because I broke my wrist trying to kick a car.]