Okay, so you write about your life for a year, you pontificate, you try to be funny, clever, sentimental, and whacky. And you practice your writing, noting the things that work, and the things that don't. You dig on the whole "cadre of readers" you seem to have attracted. You are perhaps a little too fervently tending to the blog. No matter, the rewards seem to outweigh the teetering on the brink of obsession part.
And then you realize that much of your traffic results from Google searches. These three searches have come up more than once just in the past week:
How to make yourself faint. (This is the most common search that leads here.)
How to make perfect french fries.
Why do I have brown specks in my urine?
(Can I get an ewwww?)