Pickles and Clams, Pickles and Clams!

I have a stalker. Thankfully, I got a good look at her the other day: about 5'7", brown hair, pasty white skin, green eyes and freakishly small hands. Socially awkward, to say the least. She's married, lives in small neighborhood and has a dog. Hey, wait...she sounds familiar.

That's right, I'm my own stalker.

Earlier this year I added an application to this blog called FEEDJIT. It provides a live time and date stamp, and tracks where readers come from. Sounds neat, huh? Well, I've become a little obsessed.

I mean, how cool is it that I can see what people query when they click here from Google? Let me tell you, it's very cool. So cool that I started checking my blog every few hours to see if I had gotten any new visitors from far away places. FEEDJIT, I was smitten.

But then I started to see a trend: every single person who arrived here from Google searched either Pickles Cause Nightmares or Duck for the Oyster Dive for the Clam. And as far as I can tell, none of them have been back.

So. This is what you want? Pickles and clams? Fine. The Internet has a wealth of information and I'm confident I can give you the fix you need. In fact, I'll start today.

Sometimes Nothing Picklicious Fun Fact #1:
Americans consume more than 9 pounds of pickles per person annually. (Say that five times fast.)

Sometimes Nothing Clammy Hands Naked Truth Numero Uno:
The giant clam gets only one chance to find a nice home. Once it fastens itself to a spot on a reef, there it sits for the rest of its life. (Pick yourself a winner!)