I am beating Dooce out on Alexa. This will change in about 30 seconds, but I have to brag while I can. Not to mention using her name in a post generally brings me lots of Google hits. DOOCE DOOCE DOOCEY DOOCE DOOCE DOOCE.
I cant wait to meet her some day.
Trisha: Uh, uh, Hi Dooce, I’m Trisha from some minuscule little blog you have never heard of.
Dooce: Is something talking to me? Oh, you little girl, get me some diet coke.
Trisha: You know, there was a time that I beat you on Alexa by like 1000 points. It was cool. I celebrated.
Dooce: What did you say your name was? Trista? Tracey?
Trisha: (tearing off my *I beat up Dooce on Alexa Rhinestone T-shirt): I use your name to get Google hits.
Dooce: Can you get me that diet coke before you leave?
Trisha: love me.
~Trisha
You rock sista’ I’d celebrate too!
Too funny you are.
rofl you go girl!
Congrads and I have no doubt you’ll kick her butt some day.
LMAO!
LOL! You are seriously cracking me up! : )
LOL! You’re so funny!
GO MomDot go MomDot go!!! :]
LOL. Too funny. You go!!!!
LOL, cute!
I doubt that took her down a peg or two but it sure would be nice if she acted like one of us uh?
Very funny post. I’m totally laughing right now. Cool.
LOL!!! Go girl
i emailed her my post. LOL!!
Go Trisha! Go Trisha! *doing happy dance*
Well, someone needed to take that Dooce down a peg or five….I’m glad it was you! LOL
LOL Way to go!
awesome! this must mean you’ve graduated from miniscule to tiny!
Woo hoo!
WOOHOO! Go YOU!