The other day this blog had 486 page views. It appears as if someone read a lot of my posts in one day. I can’t help but wonder if the reader thought this blog was a huge cluster fuck of strange posts that they just couldn’t stop reading. I liken it to passing a car wreck and having to look at the carnage. As far as I can tell, the reader didn’t leave any comments.
I usually don’t pay attention to the stats but powers to be at WordPress deemed in necessary to tell me my stats were booming. I gave them a look. I was surprised to find 101 people follow this blog. Really? I started the blog to document my life for myself. I never was out the grab a large audience or turn the blog into a career. It scares me to think that many people want to read about my life.
I shriek in horror sometimes when I read older posts. I find embarrassing grammar errors and poor sentence structures. I was a math, then science and finally a business major so I hope I get a pass on my writing. I usually write the posts while on boring conference calls or when I’m waiting for a software delivery to test. Most of the Friday night recaps are written with my butt parked in front of the TV watching Saturday morning cooking shows. It’s a miracle any of them make sense.
I guess I just want to thank you for tuning in.