I went back to reading Blurbomat when Jon published his announcement. Honestly, I had stopped because he was just putting up moody pictures and occasional geek stuff that is tl:dr for me because I don't understand it. I really enjoy his meditations on single dad life when he edits himself less, but those are few and far between. I had found him through Dooce, of course, and really liked him better but she was funnier until last year. A few weeks ago he linked to some guy he'd palled around with at an Austin conference who is a blog traffic guru. This guy has all these ideas to drive views to your site. I, being the dedicated social scientist I am, decided the guy was full of crap and made a deliberately meaningless post with a headline that matched his suggestions.
Whoops. He was right. I usually have twenty people or less read this site (Hi, Sis!) but that post got over a thousand views. For nothing.
So for what it's worth, I got in trouble a year or so ago on Dooce.com for mentioning that Heather wasn't funny anymore, getting a slapdown from Jon for my two cent's worth. It was like the Emperor's New Clothes as it turned out and I was just one of the earliest to mention it. I don't click through anymore for the same reason I deliberately do not stare at crime scenes or traffic accidents, so I don't know if she is funny again. I do know that if I do the headline bomb thingie like Jon's buddy suggested, a lot more random people will click through, and to them I say, "Howdy!"
I guess my conclusion is that a bunch of the Internet is either random or thrill-seeking and I am random but no longer thrill-seeking. My world has gotten pretty small, what with the massive chronic mystery pain syndrome and the soul-killing job trapped in a room with Ms. Pee Pad. So they will click through to see if there is anything to gawk at, and finding nothing, will go back to HuffPo. Nice seeing ya'll. If anyone has any suggestions about treatments for a mysterious neuromuscular pain and spasm syndrome that seems to be autoimmune, drop them in the comments, please.
Whoops. He was right. I usually have twenty people or less read this site (Hi, Sis!) but that post got over a thousand views. For nothing.
So for what it's worth, I got in trouble a year or so ago on Dooce.com for mentioning that Heather wasn't funny anymore, getting a slapdown from Jon for my two cent's worth. It was like the Emperor's New Clothes as it turned out and I was just one of the earliest to mention it. I don't click through anymore for the same reason I deliberately do not stare at crime scenes or traffic accidents, so I don't know if she is funny again. I do know that if I do the headline bomb thingie like Jon's buddy suggested, a lot more random people will click through, and to them I say, "Howdy!"
I guess my conclusion is that a bunch of the Internet is either random or thrill-seeking and I am random but no longer thrill-seeking. My world has gotten pretty small, what with the massive chronic mystery pain syndrome and the soul-killing job trapped in a room with Ms. Pee Pad. So they will click through to see if there is anything to gawk at, and finding nothing, will go back to HuffPo. Nice seeing ya'll. If anyone has any suggestions about treatments for a mysterious neuromuscular pain and spasm syndrome that seems to be autoimmune, drop them in the comments, please.
