Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Holy Crappers!

Greetings from the Lake, and the start of fake-ation. The second DPUTiger-quoted article is now live and online. Find it here.

I’ve been chipping away at my socks-in-progress (cast on when I was a brainless drippy fool at PAKnitWit’s house on Saturday -- I managed to cast on 45 for a 46-stitch sock. Oh well.) and Sprout is patiently waiting for its buttons and button bands.

In other news, yesterday was a little bit nuts, blog-wise. I put that post up at 1:36 pm EDT. And then, the comments exploded. I was getting 3-5 comments every half-hour or so. So I got curious and checked SiteMeter.

Lots-o-numbers

Want a better visual on what happened to my blog hits? Take a look at this, screenshotted at about 11:45 pm on Sunday night.

What the hell is going on out there?

Uh-huh. That’s 1,420 visits to my quiet little blog in just over 10 hours. It’s the “Bars” recipe. Almost everyone got here by Googling for the bars recipe after reading the Yahoo! Sports article. A little more perspective?

Is that a sh!tload of hits or are you just happy to see me?

Taken just after midnight on Tuesday night/morning. Here’s hoping life returns to normal around here soon. ☺

I now will attempt to stay up at least until first pitch of the USA vs. Venezuela softball game. I don’t think it’s going to be easy. They’re at least 40 minutes behind due to an earlier game going long. I’m not certain I’m gonna make it, especially since I reallyreallyreally need a kick-ass work day tomorrow. Bummer.

3 comments:

SJ said...

Aw, look at all the love for you and the Bachman Bars!

Yvonne said...

Holy hits, Batman! I bought the Special K yesterday for the Bachman Bars. I didn't make them yet, though.

Donna Lee said...

That's pretty amazing. We've been talking at work (I work in a mental health center) about the randomness of violence and how we don't really feel safe. The Bachmans have come up often and we are all pulling for Mrs. Bachman's recovery. How tragic for their daughter and their family and friends. They sound like good folks.