Busy As

I'm responsible for some stuff that has to be done by the end of the year. Pretty busy, not much blogging.

Top Five

You can't see it, but it's there. Right down at the bottom of the page below the posts. It's a little tiny bit of html. A couple of lines really. They just archive a little bit of data every time someone reads this blog. Yes, big brother is watching, never fear, it's all anonymous. It does, however, let me know where my traffic is coming from. And that's the thing, I have no explanation for some of the traffic I get. I wrote in here for years as a sort of diary, never telling anyone about it. When I moved to NZ, it seemed a good to keep people up to date on how we're doing. The thing is, here's the data for the last week

51 Visits
22 Absolute Unique Visitors
77 Pageviews
1.51 Average Pageviews
00:02:04 Time on Site

Twenty two? Holy fuck, who are all you people? Twenty two!? in one week. I can't even begin to imagine that there's twenty two people that would be interested in what I have to say. Here's the last three months

371 Visits
145 Absolute Unique Visitors
535 Pageviews
1.44 Average Pageviews
00:01:28 Time on Site

Cool.

Well, since it seems like I get, if not a lot, then at least more traffic then I expected, I'm going to see if I can't make this a bit more interesting. I'll be playing around with my layout. So keep your eyes peeled, I don't want you to miss anything. You're probably still wondering. "Top five what?".

Time

I don't know how often people visit this blog, but when I post about stuff, I try to set the post time on the day that it happens, which means that occasionally new posts will pop up between posts that you might have already read. It really does happen only very occasionally, like that Iron Man review right down there under the moron from Texas that can't spell official.

Analyze

I'm running Google Analytics on this blog. I was curious to see what and where my traffic, if any, was coming from. I just got a visit from a search request of "my wife and I having sex". That's so awesome.

Visit

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Alive

Yes, I am alive. Not that there's anyone reading this to wonder if I am or not. The day I got back from 8 days away from work (and instantaneous access to this blog) I got put on yet another fucking firedrill at work so instead of being on a relaxing 8 hour a day schedule, I'm back in the crunch. Fuckers. Between that and trying to bootstrap the Unreal Tournament clan that I started with a couple other guys and trying to set up a web server on my home PC so that East Coast family can log in and look at pix of the kids and actually finding time to manage my little league team and playing the occasional game of Assault, I'm a little busy. Should be a relaxing summer tho. We'll see.

Every Day

How the fuck do people write in these things every day? Maybe I just don't have anything to say. Maybe I don't have anything interesting to say, which I think is probably about par for the course for most blogs. I mean, who really gives a rat's ass about the minutia of my life? It's not terribly interesting. The parts that are interesting I'm certainly not going to tell to you fuckers. I suppose when you get right down to it, someone who's blogging probably falls into one of two groups. Jounalists and Exhibitionists. I mean, I'm sure that there are plenty of people out there like me, who are just keeping a journal, or a diary, or that sort of thing, but I think that we must certainly be very much in the minority.