A few days ago, I inquired about all these extra search hits I was getting. Not sure why it didn't dawn on me at the time, but today, I decided to check my Google Page Rank.

So, I guess I'm a 4 now. The only word that comes to mind is bittersweet.

Yeah, I wrote that song about wanting to increase my page rank. You would think that now that I got what I was all but begging for, that I'd be ecstatic. And on some levels, I am. Really I'm quite full of myself, and I like that Google thinks slightly higher of me now. It's great. Really.

There is a downside, however. Yes, I like to complain, and now I have one less thing to complain about. But it's more than that. Like this girl I hired to picket out in front of Google's headquarters.


I've already paid her to picket through the end of the month, now I'm out $100. Think I'm getting that back? She's probably already spent it on some sort of sprouts to snack on and some natural fuels for her VW hippie wagon.

In addition, I've already signed an artist to perform the previously mentioned song, and studio work was expected to start shortly. I may continue, but not with the same enthusiasm. I had gotten together a group of fellow 3's and started the "Three's the Place to Be" campaign. I hate to leave that group, but how can I stay when I no longer meet the sole criterion? All I can say is thank god I didn't yet shell out the money for the website we were starting, foursarewhores.com. That would have been embarrasing.

So I guess I need to apologize to the 4's out there that I had previously accused of being elitist snobs. Sorry about that. Oh, and about the website I almost helped launch. I'll try to get a hold on my blog jealousy.

To Google, soon enough, I'll be complaining about not being a 5. But for now, I guess I'll say thanks, and sorry for the picketing.