One of the fun things about tracking the stats on this blog is to see the different ways people stumble upon The BetsyG-Spot by searching. Some people are clearly searching for this site. But some people…well…they take a wrong turn to end up here.
The following is a rather unfortunate example of a search string that found my site, doubtless because of my essay Mommy Ass and my site’s tag: Love, life, and sex in the suburbs. When you think about the search string, you have to wonder what they hoped to find. Instructions?
This one…what can you say. You just know this person was looking for a literary site, particularly one that takes writer submissions. Well, they were looking for something to do with submission, perhaps.
Now this one, it’s conceivable they were searching for my site and my Mommy Ass piece. But the fact that they are looking for “women” plural makes me think twice. I wonder if this is a new fetish. You know, some men go for milfs, some I believe go for grannies even, but are flat-ass women yet another fetish? Scary.
Maybe they were really looking for pictches of flat-ass women.
A search that I did not get a screen dump of is apparently a misunderstanding of the meaning of my site’s title. Someone occasionally looks not for betsyg-spot, but for betsy’s g-spot—the possessive. Oh dear. The possessive gives my site name a whole new—definitely unintended—meaning. Please don’t search for Betsy’s G-spot.
I just don’t know what to say about this one. “Butt spots” is a new one by me.
Finally, I’m not sure if this is a good thing or a bad thing.
Am I the Betsy whose ass they are seeking? I again try to put a scenario together whereby this search came about. In the best of worlds, someone read my essay, told someone about it, and all the other person could remember was that it was something about Betsy and her ass. That’s quite a comforting thought when I consider other possibilities.