I always feel like… somebody’s watching me…
I hate that song, actually, because the singer affects possibly the worst and most random English-like accent ever. I hate that. If you’re not Hugh-Laurie good don’t bother, that’s my opinion.
But the title fits because for whatever reason I’m getting scads of hits, like FORTY a day! I know that’s chump change to a high-class blogeuse like SVB of Lover of Many, Father of None fame, but it’s waaaay more than I ever expected, which was precisely none. It’s kinda freaking me out.
WordPress gives me a lot of really interesting stats, such as what link you clicked to get here (lots from ArriveAlive lately, thank you to whoever posted me over there), or the search terms you entered — possibly my favorite was just this morning: “flamboyant things”. That brought up my post on Flamboyant Cuttlefish, of course, but it also brought up some interesting questions, first among them being this: who is up at the butt-crack of dawn searching for “flamboyant things?” Why? What coolness is going on in that person’s life that he or she doesn’t need to be any more specific than that? Just up with the sun searching for flamboyance in general? Awesome.
Top posts are still the Steve Perry trilogy, so I’d like to thank Steve for lending me some of his allure.
But with all the stats I can see, I don’t get to see who you are, which of you clicked on which things, or what you thought of what you read. That’s a good thing, of course, but it sure has got me wondering. Identify yourselves! If you don’t want anyone to know that you actually read Sub-urbane (and who would?) you can drop me a note, which I will actually read because I am unemployed. (Anyone need a writer?)
And mostly, thanks for reading!
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Sub-urbane... so close to cool. 
I love how Steve Perry is a tag in this post. 🙂
yeah me too…got any recent news about him? LOL:)
I cannot legally confirm/deny that there is/is not any recent news that I might/might not be privy to after Steve Perry called me/did not call me last night and talk for three hours like a total chick. Or not.
Probably not.
And Steve Perry is a tag in this post because most of the traffic is because of him. I think it’s only right that I tag him, having just revealed the awful truth that I only want him for his housekeeping staff. Sorry, Steve. Someday you will learn to love again.
Read your post on The Girl Who… started blog stalking, um, I mean, put you in my blogroll because you are hilarious with a capital H. But nobody reads me anyway, so if you see my blog as the source site, that’s a hi straight from the real Keenie Beanie. Keep up the great work! 🙂
Beans could get no keener reception in a beanery!
I mean… welcome!