Submitted by megan on Sun, 10/18/2009 - 21:33
Like every blogger I know, I have a statcounter. I love it. It lets me know how people find me, how many people are checking, how often some of those people check, what they look for once they get to me.
I can sometimes tell who's checking (like if you're the one person I know who works in any given government department), but mostly I can't. My anonymous regulars come to feel a bit like friends. Or maybe like that nice looking person you see walking to work every morning, rocking out to their ipod. A comforting touchstone.
So I miss the mue when it's not there. I love that Canadian Heritage calls their server "beaver" and that the justice department calls theirs "stop.justice."
What I love most is watching how people find me. My name is by far the most popular, which is good, if not particularly interesting. "What's biting me" is a perennial favourite; any variation on "hand job" is always up there, though currently the best one of those is "underpants handjob."
My most favourite recent one is "19 year old girls getting their mouths cleaned out by animals."
At first, I just guffawed. Because that is fucking specific, dude. Not 20 year olds?
I feel almost bad for this person, because it's obviously sexual - Chris' take is that it's a euphemism for giving animals head. How likely is this person to get that itch scratched? Not bloody likely, would be my guess, and I'm going to go out on a limb and say that's probably for the best.
It makes me feel lucky that my own desires are so pedestrian and reasonably easily satisfied.