unsolved mysteries

I've got a few very important unsolved mysteries to discuss today. Except that by "very important" I actually mean "probably not important at all," but who would keep reading if I just said that up front? Exactly.

Unsolved Mystery #1: The Case of Missing Bloggers

Amanda and I were discussing this one the other day. Isn't it strange/annoying/scary/weird when a blogger just...disappears? Stops writing, stops commenting, just all of a sudden stops? Personally, I find it disconcerting. Now, if you're a blogger and you decide you're tired of it, or you want to stop participating, or whatever-- that's totally fine. Totally your choice. I respect that. I know tons of people who just gradually drift away...posting and commenting less and less frequently until finally they stop altogether-- that's not that bad. What's creepy is when it's ninety-to-nothing cold-turkey. Like they post 4-5 times a week, comment on everyone's blogs all the time, and then one day just NOTHING. No posts again, no comments...nothing. Ever. And it's like...um, where'd she go? You want to start scanning the newspapers of the area you think she lived in, looking for news of freak accidents. It's scary, okay, ladies??! So don't do that to me. That's the bottom line. If you want to stop blogging/commenting and go totally cold turkey, then you should post something on your blog (like "I'm not blogging anymore, peace out yall!") so that at least we don't have to worry that you got murdered or something. 

So here is where we all make a pact to not be creepy disappearing bloggers. No cold-turkey quitting without proper notification. Thanks so very much.

Unsolved Mystery #2 Aly Raisman's Boobs

Did you watch Dancing with the Stars last night? It was a good one. It's not hard for me to get sucked in to a show, and despite taking lots of seasons off on this one, I'm definitely enjoying this season. You may recall that last week I commented that it appears our beloved gold medalist Aly Raisman had a little boobie work done to prep for her sparkly dresses. Well apparently I'm not the only one thinking that-- last night while the show was on, I happened to check out my Real Time Analytics (one of my most favorite features of Google Analytics) and noticed that I was getting dozens of hits on my blog from people Googling some variation of "did Aly Raisman get a boob job?" HA! I only feel bad that I can't provide any definitive answers for all the inquisitive masses. But at least they know they're not the only ones thinking it. Help the people of the Internet out, Aly: are those things new and improved? Or were you keeping them under wraps (literally) throughout the Olympics? No judgment either way...it's just the kind of thing people really need to know. Because it's totally our business.

Fake boobies or not, Aly did a great job last night. I think it's so funny how hard she has to work on her facial expressions, and I loved her partner's attempts at mimicking her 'gymnastics face.' I think she's going to do extremely well, but I'm pretty sure the two to beat (calling it now) are Zendaya (Disney girl) and Kellie Pickler. Those girls are GOOD. Kellie seriously looked more like a contestant on So You Think You Can Dance. I kind of need to hate her. I think Sean did a much better job last night, but he's not knocking my (or the judges') socks off the way Zendaya and Kellie are. So that's my early prediction. We'll see how it goes.

I'm not entirely sure how I can possibly be this tired on a Tuesday night, but lemme tell ya. I'm tired. So instead of rambling on further, I'm gonna peace out and probably (shamefully) tune in for another episode of Splash tonight because that show is just begging to be mocked and I'm totally up to the task. If I can stay awake that long. So there ya go. Peace, yall.