I only check my stats every once in a while. There’s never been much worth reporting. But since the host jump I’ve been keeping a little more of a watchful eye, since I’ve been moving stuff around. And I’ve noticed a couple of disturbing developments.
There is a growing number of hits from my ex’s place of business. When I let this URL slip, I have no idea, but let me take this opportunity to welcome whomever it may be. Hi, *waves*. Don’t let idle curiosity get the best of you. I’ve only ever mentioned you/her once. Back away from the website. Nothing to see here. Move along. That is of course unless you like reading this boring crap, and then feel free to hang around. I can use the hits.
[Update—Upon reflection, I decided to disallow access from that site. It somehow seems the best and wisest course of action. Wouldn’t you agree?]
Next, there is someone checking this site in the wayback machine. My advice? Don’t go in there, it’s dark!
Lastly, I am getting referrals via some rather odd search requests.
- farting videos
- massage me breasts
- lick me
- how to explain how much you mean to me
And except for the last one, for which I currently hold the #2 position, I am buried deep, deep, deep in the search results. Trust me, there’s no licking, farting or breast massaging going on here. This weblog just ain’t that crazy baby. When you need that fix, go see Dan at redcricket.
4 responses so far ↓
1 gary // Jul 21, 2002 at 3:47 am
Still, you might think of adding some ‘breast massaging’. I’m just saying.
2 michael // Jul 21, 2002 at 4:23 pm
Boobies!
3 jonmc // Jul 28, 2002 at 11:59 pm
If you say "massage me breasts" in a pirate accent like the Sea Captain on the Simpsons, it sounds hilarious.
just saying.
4 michael // Jul 29, 2002 at 1:54 am
Arrrhhhh! Avast ye! Massage me breasts, ye son of a scurvy sea dog.
DOH!
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