Back in spring, I used to joke around with some friends about becoming a VIIP, suggesting that blogging would bring me fame, fortune and boatloads of women(s). Well, two out of three occured: I got the fame and I got the Imperial Sugar (and everyone knows, once you get the sugar, you get the power and then the women…).
Anyways, I noticed that someone arrived at this site from Yahoo looking up the name “tim” — just “tim.” Well as Lady Luck would have it, I am the 10th listing on the first SERP.
Bah, you say? You want a real search engine that normal people google with? How about Google? Well, since you’re non-me attitudes are getting in your way, let me explain: Yahoo still uses Google for some of it’s search enginery. Go ahead, I dare you to type “tim” into Google, double dog dare you.
Satisfied?
So now all I have to do is make a couple posts about Tim Berners-Lee (Father of the WWW, God, wish-he-had-a-blog), Tim Burton (director, producer, blogless), Tim Blair (journalist, commentator, non-me!), Tim McGraw (country singer, lyricist, wants-a-blog-from-me), Tim Johnson (bureaucrat, politician, no-idea-what-a-blog-is) and a few other worthless unmentionables.
Whether it is in the prophetic words of Austin 3:16 or egg-head Steve Wozniak: they’re going down, down town.