Every once in awhile I check under the old WordPress dashboard to see what I’ve been doing. This here post is number 475, and falls a bit shy of the end of my fifth year of blogging. By the time I get to that particular anniversary (April 18), I hope to have received about 450,000 visits to the blog. I think that’s a lot, but in comparison to others, maybe not so much. Considering that about 425,000 are probably visits from Gideon, maybe I shouldn’t be so proud. 😉
Every once in awhile I dig beneath the Dashboard of this blog to see what kind of interests the people have who show up here. March 9 was the day I checked for this post. Below is a list of all the searches that link to this blog.
Now some of them I can understand. All the searches for variations on the “atheist billboard” theme are explained by my last two posts. And of course anything with “spanish” (even if spelled incorrectly – go go Google!) or “inquisitor” in the search would show a link to this location. The “venus fly trap” inquiries are also obvious.
I just noticed that my stats show that I turned over four hundred thousands visits to this blog. You can confirm it down in that little box at the bottom of the page.
I must give a plug to an organization I’ve joined here in Central Pennsylvania – Pennsylvania Nonbelievers. Last night I was invited to speak to them at their monthly meeting, and for a free meal, I agreed. Actually, I would have done it without the fine culinary compensation, as I found the meeting to be pleasantly enjoyable, and the members quite congenial, despite my initial trepidation brought on by irrational stage fright. I’m used to speaking in a courtroom, or arguing cases before a panel of judges, but addressing a crowd, albeit as cozy and intimate as this was, tucked into the back room of a local restaurant, was still a new experience. But in the end I’m glad they asked me, as I discovered that as long as I’m talking about something I’m qualified to talk about (in this case – me), the term “verbal diarrhea” actually has personal meaning. I needed the humbling experience. It’s good for my soul ego.
SPANISH INQUISITOR 