I don't feel like I know anything anymore. I just Google it if I don't know the answer to something these days.  And a lot of the time, it's better for me to do that, especially if I feel like I'm asking a dumb question.  Or even a question that is something I should probably know already.  But apparently I'm not alone, and we have some weird questions all over America. But....you know Google keeps records on all of us, right?

AT&T just did a study on what "Why do?" question people Google the most in every state.  Here are some of the highlights . . .

1.  "Why do my boobs hurt?" is the top question in Indiana and Colorado.  And on a sort of similar note, people in Idaho and Ohio are curious "Why do men have nipples?"

2.  The biggest question on people's minds in New York is "Why do feet smell?"

3.  The top question in South Carolina and D.C. is "Why do I sweat so much?"

4.  "Why do I feel so alone?" is the top question in Florida . . . and in Georgia, people are wondering, "Why do you love me?" Those two are... kind of sad. Maybe that's why we hear so many crazy stories from Florida, everybody is acting out.

5.  And finally, the biggest question in Michigan is, "Why do I have diarrhea?"  Well, I guess if you really needed to know, that might help.

Now for us here in Missouri.  What's our most Googled question? It's the classic, "Why do tomatoes split?"   I gotta admit, I have no idea what that means.  Like, when you're cutting a tomato or something?  So you know what I have to do now.  I have to Google the most Googled question in Missouri.

Oh, I see, it's about growing tomatoes.  I guess when you grow them sometimes they split open when the weather gets dry.  I would never, ever, ever Google that.  I have never chosen to grow tomatoes in my life. Herbs, yes.  Little spices, yes.  Blackberries, yes.  But I will never purposefully grow tomatoes myself.  I don't like the texture of tomatoes, the squishy, wateriness of them. Well, maybe cherry or grape tomatoes. You know, the little firm ones?   I like tomato flavor, sure, so maybe if I did I'd just make my own ketchup or tomato soup or something?  Although that might be hard because Husbando can't eat seeds anymore.

There you have it.  Apparently we grow a lot of 'maters in Missourah.

Googlingly yours,
Behka