Come confess your sins as a self-Googler
You can read today’s confession–I mean helpful, instructional post–over at The Debutante Ball. Please feel free to make a confession of your own. I promise it will never leave the Internets.
Ooh, and check out this article about why Google wants you to self-Google. Conspiracy! (Thanks, Barry, for the link.)
Heh. Saturday night “Beer Googles.”
I google your name every day, too. I’m not sure why, but I just feel I need to.
Bill, thank you for that. It’s going in the file.
Patrick, I google your name, too. Now the truth can come out.
By the way, did you know your high school library still lists you as owing overdue fees?
It’s MINE!
They tried to take MY PRECIOUS from me!
No my precious, they will never takes you from me. No! You loves me and I loves you. They will not takes you from me again. No no no no. Don’t listens to the bad girl. No no no no.
See what you’ve done? SEE? Bad Robins! Bad Robins! Hssssss!
Little Birdy Girl want to take you away. We hates the birdy girly. Hates her!
Love the Terms of Endearment reference..I feel like I need to be in tiny room with medal chairs and a table of coffee and donuts to say “I am a self-Googler”. It’s like an on-line “SG” meeting!
So let me play my part: “Hi, Shai!” And by the way, we don’t smoke at these meetings, but we do drink lots of coffee.
Patrick, hope you’re working on your novel (she nagged), because I’d hate to think you’re leaving all your best stuff here on the blog. Get to work! I want to read your books!!!!!! (Nag over.)
You were an awesome guest, Robin! Thanks so much!
I have to say I have never self-googled. Perhaps not as dangerous for me because I’ve never published a book…but I don’t self-google because I know without help how insanely boring I am. Really. I don’t need anyone else to tell me.
I did know a guy in library school though who had left a band in New York to get his MLIS–he got bored in our class one day and googled himself; on a fan site for his band he found a rumor that said he had died of a drug overdose. Nothing like learning about your own death three months after the fact, via Google. Frustrating for him, and for me, because for a dead man, he did way better than me in our classes.
Thank you, Katie. SO much fun!
Elizabeth, that is hilarious and bizarre. Thanks for sharing!
Your Debutante Ball post and comments cracked me up. Fun post!
OMG ROBIN!!!
I HOPE YOU DIDN”T TURN OFF YOUR GOOGLE ALERTS!!! DID YOU SEE WHAT THEY JUST SAID ABOUT YOU????
OMG! OMG! OMG! WOW!!!
Thank you, Vivian. I’m glad you liked it!
Patrick, do you enjoy being evil?
What? Me? Evil?