Dross

Well... hello.

It's that time of year again. Where we all decide who we are and who we're going to be. Am I still a blogger? Do I look like John Denver yet? What am I going to do with all those dead cats in my trunk?

Fortunately for me, my blog helps me in my quest to determine who I am by showing me how people arrived here. I've been gathering this real list of visitors, mainly because I find them humorous, but also because they say a lot about me.

For example:
Someone from Portsmouth, Ohio arrived on The Life & Times of Harvey Ralph by searching for "bacon arm."

A visitor from Torrance, California arrived by searching for "Velcro old people shoes."

Columbia, Missouri arrived by searching for "the creep guy"

Multiple kidney stone and pony tail entries.

But they're all countered nicely by someone from Poissy, Ile-de-France arriving here by searching for "Is harvey ralph a sir?"

Yes Mr. or Mrs. Poissy. I am. Thank you for asking.

I think my favorite was from Nedelisce, Medimurska (It's in Croatia, just outside of Cakovec, duh). This person arrived here by searching for "new years eve outfit what to wear with black jeans?"

Arriving here with a style question... You really don't know me, do you Nedelisce? No problem. I've got you covered. Gray shirt. That's what you should wear with black jeans on new year's eve. Gray shirt all the way. You're welcome.

As I kick off this new year of maybe blogging, I thought I'd start things off real proper with a good old fashioned self portrait. This was shot sometime in December following a dark period where I didn't leave my basement dwelling for ten days due to writing or co-writing approximately 60 pages of research papers. I had to invest in some wrist braces to fend off the carpal tunnel. For real. I wear them daily and sometimes sleep in them. <3 them to the max.

So, if you've made it this far, enjoy. Especially enjoy the socks in sandals with a hole in the toe. Suck on that Van Gogh.