The Nacho is out of the Bag

My cover is blown. It is not a result of the picture I posted, as I had feared might happen, but due to a little feature that has foiled many a covert porn connoisseur and in-office job seeker…the dreaded AutoFill. I had told my husband that I had started a blog, but wanted to keep it a private outlet for thoughts and ramblings. He was cool with that and encouraged me to blog away. But since so many witty and funny people visit me, I couldn't NOT share some of the more amusing happenings at Nacho Intolerant. I told him I had put a Hokie blog roll and relayed some of the interesting people and anecdotes to be found in the Hokie Blogosphere. Realizing that I had been running around, trying to find everyone's take on the happenings of last weekend, and not to mention commenting like crazy, I figured he may have found me. He is, after all, a proud Hokie himself and more than familiar with Blogger and Google and is a smarty pants.

I’ve been trying to fix the look of this site for a while. I am not good at HTML or CSS, but after work I went home and tried to fix a few of the quirks I have going on here. I was fiddling away with smoke wafting out my ears when he came home. Instinctually, I went to quickly minimize Safari, so he couldn’t see the Nacho site, but instead I decided to ask.

Nacho: You haven’t discovered my blog, have you?
J: Smirk/Smile
Nacho: When did you find it!
J: About a month ago

Yikes! I quickly run through all the posts in my head, trying to think if I said anything that would cause him to either A: Run screaming to the nearest lawyers office, or B: Recoil in anger regarding all the name calling and husband bashing. But, with my husband being such a wonderful person, I realized that nothing like that could have possibly occurred. He is such a caring and sensitive individual, he gave me no fodder to attack is lovely, sexy and all round amazing person (Hi Honey!). To talk ill of him would be impossible.

I thought he had discovered me as perhaps a commenter on a site I had mentioned that I visit, such as Miles from Fenway (he is a sox fan) or Opinionista (though I doubt he could figure me out since she gets like a million comments a day). But no. He said he even tried to Google me based on what he thought I might be blogging about. Some of his searches were "big brown dog" and "big brown monster" because there are endless things to be said about the dog. But that didn’t work.

Then one day, he went to the computer and starting typing in the address bar. Not sure what he was looking for, but the www.n led right into www.nachointolerant.blogspot.com . And J, knowing my aversion to corn was able to do the math. And there you have it! I am outed. I will try to not let it effect the self indulgent writings you find here.