Almost Famous
I stopped checking my blog stats for awhile because really, I thought to myself, what is the point? I have no idea who that person is in Kansas that checks up on me. But I was bored at work the other day and suddenly remembered I could log in and check the stats and oooo boy, was I in for a nice surprise!
I usually average about 20-30 regular daily readers and 50-70 new people who find my blog every day by googling random things like “vegan gas”. (No lie, that happened on Monday.) Anyway, the average total pageloads for my blog on a daily basis rests anywhere from 40-70 on any given day. Not a lot at all and mostly, it’s people I know AKA my best friend Alayna, my mom at home, my mom at work and Alayna’s mom at possibly work and/or home. (Hi, Alayna’s mom!)
Anyway, while I can’t see exactly WHO you are, I can see the city you click from and I can always see where you found me. (Mostly from googling scary, scary things. See also: Vegan Gas). Anyway, usually the stat counter doesn’t show a link from anywhere, meaning, people read me on a regular basis and just type in my url directly. Or they come over from Deanna’s site and then quickly stop reading me because unlike her, I am not always talking about DivaCups and Wiping My Butt With Cloth. (I LOVE YOU. DON’T EVER CHANGE.)
So, I was intrigued when I noticed that yesterday, a bunch of people were coming over from here.
And by a bunch, I mean THOUSANDS.
Just kidding. But my average daily clicks yesterday and today have shot up to 140 and 115 respectively. So, because I am a computer dork, I clicked the link and to my surprise, The Spectrum was given a shout-out on Wooden Porch’s Laugh Out Loud Mondays, thanks to this post.
A few great ladies left me comments and Wooden Porch herself emailed me this impressive award, which just sums it up nicely, doesn’t it?
So, welcome fellow Wooden Porch fans. If you are here looking for another klutzy story, I am sad to say that I cannot even begin to top that treadmill post. However, while out for a morning run today, I ran smack into a Christmas tree. Seriously. Like, right into it.
This is not the first time this has happened. In fact, I seem to do it every year. I swear, those things just jump out of nowhere.
Okie dokie. But what will happen when I start posting about falling on my ass while wearing your itty bitty size 7 shoes?
BTW, those people in Kansas are probably either April or Rechelle.
That post did totally out me at work. I was trying to pretend like I was reading reports and spreadsheets and then I started laughing hysterically with tears streaming down my face.
OMG! Shout out to my mom = AMAZING! I do read your blog…alot, but its cause I find it really interesting to analyze your written stories after hearing them first. It provides me with a very unique perspective of your psyche.
“What will happen when I start posting about falling on my ass while wearing your itty bitty size 7 shoes?”
The world will explode. Duh.
Aw, Laurie! Apparently, many had the same reaction and are linking to it all over the internet. Okay. Linking to it in one small corner of the internet…but that corner contains many people laughing at work at my expense, which, HEY I LOVE IT.
Alayna, that is very very interesting. I wonder which version is better? Had such fun tonight @ the movies with you, even though that flick was like woah, a little bit of a downer. Woot!
The person in Kansas is April, I hear she’s awesome. Then her friend (who used to be her neighbor in real life) gets all the freakin’ credit cuz she told her about your hell-air-e-ass post while talking on the phone.
Anyway, I like to spread the love, that’s what I’m all about, love.
Now, you need to know that my sister-in-law lives in Manhattan and is a starving actress. She’s been in one off off off broadway show, some commercials and teensy weensy parts in a couple movies. Maybe you two will run into each other, then you can tell her you know me and how awesome I am….she refuses to read my blog.
Okay, that’s it, carry on.
Don’t listen to April. She’s so full of herself.
She’s how I found you though. She called me and told me how freaking funny your blog was and that I had to read it.