Welcome to the 4th installment of this series based on the many insane…bizarre…ridiculous amusing Internet Search Terms that bring freaks…losers…freaking psychopaths people eerily resembling your neighbors to my blog. The Divine Ms. L addresses more questions to which Internet Searchers crave answers even if she doesn’t know why these questions landed in her lap.
If you missed the other installments, click here and here and here. You never want to miss an installment on this blog, or on your mortgage for that matter. (Just some bonus free advice from the Divine Ms. L. You’re welcome.)
Some questions are fully formed. Other are implied. All indicate that some pathetic soul(s) eager information-seeker(s) went to my blog to find their answers. DISCLAIMER: I have a Master’s Degree in Counseling which qualifies me to listen to your problems until you figure them out, but I’m skating on thin ice with my laces undone when it comes to me providing any worthwhile advice. DISCLAIMER, DISCLAIMER: All “questions” (inferred and direct) are as they appeared on my “Stats” Page.
Shall we begin? Dear Divine Ms. L. …,
“Where are churches for highly sensitive people?” As a highly sensitive person (HSP), I understand your concern; but I don’t attend any form of church (being Buddhist), so I’m at a disadvantage in answering your question. But that hasn’t stopped me yet. All that chanting, singing, and “amen-ing” must be quite disturbing to an HSP. You need a church where no one talks or sings. An empty church is ideal. Have you considered attending church when it’s closed for business? Yes, there may be a janitor there, but you could say you saw a mess in the restroom that needs immediate attention, which means you have to make a mess in the restroom (you don’t want to lie in a church; but plugging a toilet for your sanity seems worth it, at least to you). HSPs must often go to extreme lengths to create an environment amenable to their comfort. Let’s just hope the janitor isn’t also an HSP.

Excuse me. You may want to check the restroom. Something isn't working properly in there, so help me God.
“Why hillbilly truck trailer flies off road?” Um. Moonshine?

Yee Ha! We is good to go. Them tires look fine to me. Course, I been quality assuring the moonshine all day...
“How to I find someone to giggle with?” Um. Moonshine?
“What is the difference between giving up and letting go?” I give up. Now, I’m letting you go. Goodbye. See the difference?
“How do I quilt stained glass?” First you need a VERY strong needle, probably about 100 of them depending on the size of your project. Then I recommend Combat boots, a Kevlar suit, helmet and face shield. Make sure you undertake this project in a room you plan never to use again because shards of glass are sneaky and appear long after the crime scene craft project is cleaned up. Finally, be sure to have all end-of-life documents in order. Have fun and be sure to take pictures. We love to see people’s craft projects (and the coroner always finds photos helpful).
“Why change my religion to Methodist?” I’m guessing this is a trick question. I’ll have to phone a friend and get back to you in my next life.
“How do I be sexy while volunteering?” I suspect you’re not a Literacy Volunteer. It would depend on so many factors: your age, gender, what your volunteer duties are, for whom you’re trying to be sexy… Generally speaking, hair nets, coveralls or large vests with “Property of State Correctional Facility” in block letter printed on them, and holding implements like pooper-scoopers put you at and immediate disadvantage no matter who you are.

I get off at 2:00, after the lunch rush at the soup kitchen. Wanna see what else I can do with mashed potatoes?
“How do I annoy husband?” So many ideas, so little time…
“What is Lorna’s problem?” I know some people who would love to answer this question, but they don’t have access to my blog. So I need to reflect on this question. I don’t like to think of life in terms of “problems”; I like to think of life in terms of “issues” or “challenges.” This Internet Searcher clearly has an “issue” with me. But which one? I have so many. Maybe you could help.
Thanks. I’ll work on my “issues.”
“What does a girl mean when she says I’m going to be honest with you?” I can tell you this for sure: it’s not good news. Here are some possible things you might here after she says this to you:
- “You can keep swinging your bat, but you’re not getting off home plate.”
- “You know that new ad campaign for STD’s? I’m the poster girl.”
- “I want to be a single parent. Thanks for the memories and the sperm.”
- “I think you’re nice, but I’m just not into your hobbies or your friends.”








May 01, 2012 @ 18:23:52
Apr 03, 2012 @ 10:02:27
Mar 05, 2012 @ 10:46:15
Feb 16, 2012 @ 10:14:23
Aren’t these searches just too bizarre? Glad you liked the post!
Feb 15, 2012 @ 15:14:32
HILARIOUS post! Hahaha !! But there is still a very important question..
WHY HILLBILLY TRUCK TRAILER FLIES OFF ROAD!? lol
Feb 09, 2012 @ 09:14:01
Yeah, that was a divine revelation to me. I thought part of being a good Catholic was holding it in! 🙂
Feb 08, 2012 @ 19:47:30
Churches have bathrooms??? Very funny!
Feb 07, 2012 @ 09:54:37
Thanks for letting me know! 🙂
Feb 06, 2012 @ 19:30:15
Yes – it showed up with 1 vote, but that’s mine, cheers catchul8r molly
Feb 05, 2012 @ 20:34:27
Dear Divine Ms L – checked out winning votes – your ever youthful looks – 62.5%!! Fabulously witty swatbacks (1-4) to “What does a girl mean when she says I’m going to be honest with you?”, cheers catchul8r molly
Feb 05, 2012 @ 10:15:38
Very insightful, Amy! To keep my students’ attention (not that sociology wasn’t riveting enough), I often resorted to humor.
Feb 05, 2012 @ 10:13:36
It’s definitely worth a look-see. You sure can have fun with the wacky things that lead people to your site!
Feb 05, 2012 @ 10:12:22
Glad you enjoyed another zany edition!
Feb 05, 2012 @ 10:11:55
I must admit, these are a fun diversion from writing my life story. Or maybe I’m just procrastinating now that I only have a few more posts then it’s done and I have to work on the manuscript…
Feb 05, 2012 @ 10:10:19
My luck–it won’t. But probably Ellen Degenerse’s site will have a new follower! 🙂
Feb 04, 2012 @ 20:10:08
I’m going to type “witty, clever, great looking 50-something, who doesn’t swear, but may lie, and should be a stand-up comic” in the search box. Tell me if it shows up on your stat page.
Feb 04, 2012 @ 17:13:49
“What is the difference between giving up and letting go?” I give up. Now, I’m letting you go. Goodbye. See the difference?
Hilarious.
And that cafeteria lady? Glad I’m not the dude she’d tell that to.
Feb 04, 2012 @ 17:12:40
Absolutely divine, Ms. L!!!
Feb 04, 2012 @ 17:09:40
I wonder if the searchers originally found their answers in your blog?! Luckily if they repeat those searches now, you’ve got it covered. Phew – the relief!
Note to self, must check internet search term in my stats. Yours gave me such a good laugh, I wonder what gems are leading people to my own!
Feb 04, 2012 @ 16:38:37
These are priceless, Lorna. You responses are so funny, I’m still sitting her laughing as I type!
I love reading mine, too, but I don’t have that cutting edge wit to think up such GREAT responses. Methinks you developed that for classroom teaching! 😀
Feb 04, 2012 @ 14:20:50
I believe it. I’m saving you from the real weird stuff and only selecting some of the questions I get. I worry about what people are doing on their computers… 😉
Feb 04, 2012 @ 14:19:26
I figure about every month I’ll treat my readers to my zany Internet Search terms. One of them was “What’s up with Lorna and Dr. Phil?” I have to ponder that one for a while…
Feb 04, 2012 @ 13:56:03
Another hilarious installment that keeps me laughing out loud, both as to the query and even more so your deft handling of such. Keep them coming Lorna!
Feb 04, 2012 @ 13:53:14
Immediately reading your post, the search term “John Seymour chicken coup” brought a reader to my blog. No kidding.
Feb 04, 2012 @ 13:27:43
Good, you had your abdominal work out for the day! 🙂
Feb 04, 2012 @ 13:08:06
Thanks for the humor, Lorna. Yes, I really did laugh out loud.