Long-time visitors are already clicking on every advert they can find on this page and the next. "Why?" you might ask. Go ahead. I'll wait.
Meanwhile, as I was prepping this blog post I took a glance at the latest Not Now Silly statistics. The Blogger platform doesn't give me a whole lot of info about my readers, which is why I go over the little I do get like a Vodou bokor divining over freshly-killed chicken entrails. One stat that I find eminently fascinating is what search terms caused visitors to take the off ramp to my rest stop on the information highway. I check it regularly looking for surprises. Here's today's chart of search terms:
Because this screen grab was taken early in the day, that's the only search term that brought a reader to my doorstep so far. The search terms are always truncated to around 40 characters, so there are times I'm forced to infer what these people were looking for. While I've written about Bob Marley, I doubt this inquisitive person was looking for anything that I could supply. The same can be said for Researcher #6 on the weekly list [below] who got here twice -- or there are two guys (gals?) out there searching for exactly the same stuff:
|While I believe in giving my readers what they want, I simply can't fulfill every request|
|Googalizer results for "free video sex gay |
negro black blog." Who knew there were
that many people looking for Black gay porn?
People who are searching Not Now Silly for something very specific are represented in the chart's #1 position above. The truncated string '"coconut grove playhouse" (site:blogspo"' indicates that someone was searching this particular site for a very specific specific term, 5 different times. I sure hope it wasn't a libel lawyer.
Drilling down into the monthly results brings a few surprises:
The monthly stats is where [allegedly] corrupt Miami Commissioner Marc D. Sarnoff appears. That means someone has found there way here using that search term in the last month, but not within the last week. I hope it wasn't a libel lawyer. That used to be a much more frequent search term, but I guess Sarnoff's office got tired of checking. TO BE FAIR: I've not really written much about him lately. I wonder whether this mention will warrant a visit.
Meanwhile, the same Coconut Grove Playhouse search from the weekly chart is also on the monthly, which means it's more than a week old, but less than a month. At the #1 position on that chart is my post on Josephine Baker, of which I am far more proud than all those times I poked the [allegedly] corrupt Miami Commissioner Marc D. Sarnoff with a stick.
However, the chart I always find the most interesting is the All Time results, tabulated since I launched Not Now Silly on April 19, 2012:
What I find most amazing about this last chart is that 258 people arrived at Not Now Silly by searching for one variation or another of Three Stooges. Who knew they were so popular? What I like about this list is that it's fairly eclectic list of topics because Not Now Silly is a fairly eclectic blog.
Just a few more agenda items before I sign off on this exciting episode of Unpacking The Writer:
Farce Au Pain, into shape for publication. I am narrowing in on it and really hope to publish it for you on March 1st. You may wish to reacquaint yourself by heading on over to the front door of Farce Au Pain. If you haven't read it yet, boy are you in for a treat.
There's been a slight bit of news on Trolleygate, which I hope to write about within the next week. I've been reading some legal documents and I need to interview a few people to make sure I've interpreted them correctly. I also want to see if I can get official comment from: 1). The City of Miami; 2). The City of Coral Gables; 3). Miami-Dade County; 4). Astor Development; 5). Anyone else who will take my calls. This could be a busy week on the phone.
I continue to research the E.W.F. Stirrup House. While I have discovered some interesting information, I'm still closing in on the real history I've been seeking. In the meantime, in an effort to get more people interested in saving the E.W.F. Stirrup House from Demolition by Neglect, I've fired up a facebookery called, appropriately enough, Save the E.W.F. Stirrup House. If you're a facebooker, please join the group. It's jam-packed with info about the Stirrup House, Coconut Grove, and other instances of Demolition by Neglect.
|I read all your correspondence.|
I had hoped that this month I would be announcing my contributions to a local franchise of a respected country-wide web operation. However, I'm awaiting a response to my first contribution ordered up by the editor.
Back in the day, when I used to write regularly for magazines, the final draft was sent to my editor by First Class Mail. If I didn't hear back for several weeks, it was understandable. However, in this cyber-universe in which we now live, I can shoot a 1,000,000 word article to the other side of the world faster than I can type that old saw about the swift brown fox. It's just possible I'm being impatient. Either that or I'm just nostalgic for the old days when editors were collaborators in shaping the final product. I need to curb my enthusiasm, in case things don't work out.
|I have learned that they squeal the loudest when you make fun |
of Loofah Lad, but The Falafel King would know all about that.
A clue for the clueless: If you ever did forget about me, I promise to stop writing about you. I would have thought you would have figured that out by now. And, I know whose reputation is being hurt by this continued feud and it's not mine. Your move, Chicolinis.
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