I was looking for instances of this blog in a Google search of “IHOP RULES” when I came across this gem of an article:

http://www.hotelstravel.com/news/20071206-001.html

That’s right, kids — IHOP is political!

The hilarity of the article can be best surmised by this AIM conversation between Mallory and myself:

Mallories4
do they think that people just sit and eat pancakes all day???

Dori
and will have to choose between pancakes and voting!

Mallories4
i like to sit inside the voting booth for at least 5 hours to make sure i make the right choice
and then i fast
for the rest of the day
just to make sure my vote sticks
it truly is a political/pancake conundrum

Dori
IHOP is doing what they have to do
so people dont wander aimlessly on national pancake/voting day
between IHOP and the nearest voting booth
unable to decide
or cope with the pressure

Mallories4
oooh the solution:
VOTING IN IHOP
same place
right in the booth
you draw a curtain around you
vote
get some pancakes

Dori
OR bringing free pancakes to the booths as an incentive for voting!

Mallories4
haha that’s a good idea too
or do both
that way, you catch both crowds
they don’t get a choice
the best part is they are not concerned with low pancake turnout…they think that pancakes will keep people from voting somehow
seriously, what these higher-ups in the government thinking when they get these letters

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And there you have it. So when election/national pancake day comes around this February, I implore you to make your decision wisely. But don’t forget, this is your CHOICE. Don’t let the gravitating draw of the voting booth pull you away from FREE PANCAKES — as tempting as that booth might be.

Thanks Peter (and George)! IHOP RULES!

I find it absolutely fascinating to look at the stats of this blag and see what people are typing into search engines that lead them right here.

Of course a bunch of you google “Dori Manela” — which makes me wonder who googles me and why! I wish I knew! Some google “Dori Manela blog” — aww you guys are looking for this! One googled “Baruch college sucks” (and found my blog, love it) and another, “My roomate Dori” (roommate spelled like that) Who’s roommate is Dori and why are you googling that phrase — what did you expect to find?

Anyway, I wanted to touch on a VERY ALARMING SEARCH that led to me. Now, anyone who knows me knows that I absolutely, positively adore IHOP. I have always preferred breakfast foods to all others, and IHOP is just delicious. They have so many types of pancakes that are all delicious and lots of yummy syrup flavors! Plus, everything you order comes WITH pancakes — so you never have to choose between an omelette or pancakes, because you get both!

Anyway, I was very hurt to find that some asshole found my blog by typing in the search phrase “IHOP sucks.” Yeah, yeah, I know that exact phrase DOES appear in this blog (quoting someone else who had said it) — but I am the #8 search result for “IHOP sucks”! Nooooo!! I should be #1 for “IHOP RULES” and “IHOP IS THE BEST EVER.” So next time someone searches “IHOP sucks” I hope they see this entry and see that I LOVE IHOP. I tend not to get along well with people who don’t like IHOP. In fact, I can think of a couple of people who’s entire friendship with me is based solely on a shared love of IHOP. It brings people together.

Anyway, to keep this list going. Not gonna go through them all, just a couple of my favorites. One person searched “why the us is better than england” and got me. And 2 of my most favorite people I’ve never met and never will meet found me by googling “xkcds” — YES!!! I am #2 in xkcds! Randall Munroe, if you are reading this. . .please love me.

I’d like to end this entry by trying to bring up my result in “IHOP rules” — which I will officially work into every entry I write going forward. So…

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Two things:

1. I was walking up the stairs to exit a subway station when someone says to me, “Excuse me Miss - you dropped something.” Since I was holding on to a few things, it certainly was plausible that I would drop something, so I looked down to see. At that moment, the guy says, “SIKE! He then turns to his friend and said, “Did you see? She looked!” as if I wouldn’t have believed him or something. Um, not only did I have no reason to doubt what he told me, but WHO SAYS SIKE?! What year are we in and is that even funny? Why is it funny that I thought I dropped something? I just don’t get it!

2. I was at my friend’s birthday party, and some guy comes up to Missy and I and says, “What are you, like, 16!” So we were obviously annoyed since he knew we were there for the same friend he was there for, and why was he acting like that? So we didn’t continue talking to him. A little later on, he came up to us again and started talking. Still annoyed from before, I said, “What are you, like, 12?” He was like “Why would you say that to me, why are you being like that?” So I told him it was in response to what he said to us earlier. He claimed to have never said that — so we told him we both heard it, and he did say it. He then put his fingers in the shape of a “W” with his thumbs touching, and put it up to his forehead — the universal sign for WHATEVER made popular in 1995 from Clueless (along with the Loser “L”). Then he walked away, clearly way too cool for our company.

Once again — what year is this?? We still make “Whatever” W’s? We still say “Sike”? Sure, we all know that ”everything old is new again” — but I’d like to think we can be more selective when it comes to what, exactly, we make new again.

Thanks and have a great night, herbs.

Sometimes when I’m at a restaurant and I just don’t want to keep picking at the food that’s left, I will pour ketchup all over it. Being that I am disgusted by ketchup, this method is successful in preventing me from eating what is slathered in it.

I decided that the ketchup trick would be a great way to control my tendency to overeat when there is free delicious treats at work. I thought it would be simple — I just keep a bottle of ketchup at work, and when I take all the great food to my desk I will immediately pour the ketchup onto the food, causing it to become inedible.

Great idea, in theory. Too bad I never did remember to buy ketchup.

Side note: Due to the lack of ketchup available at my desk, here is what I ate so far today (not counting the breakfast I ate before this free food became available to me):