My claim to fame

I've mentioned my interest in GoogleAnalytics reports before. OK, not interest. Obsession. Mild obsession. OK, big obsession. I get a cheap thrill from seeing how many people viewed this blog, where they were located (way to represent, USA! and the three random visits from Slovenia get an honorable mention), what content people find the most interesting, and what sites they were referred from.

I also like looking at the list of keywords used in Google searches that led people here, like so:

Dude, "surviving oz" is at the top of the list! That means people are actually searching for my blog BY NAME, which is the biggest ego trip ever. Well either that or they're planning a trip to Munchkinland and they want to know what weaponry to pack. Could be either one, really. I also think it's hilarious that "surviving spiders in oz" made the list, considering my penchant for posting freakish photos of spiders eating birds. Hopefully that didn't cause too many heart attacks.

Of the twelve most common searches that bring up this blog, nearly half of them have to do with whorehouses. This is all thanks to my post on the Golden Apple, an upmarket Sydney brothel (go read it - you know you want to). All I can say is, they were probably pretty damn disappointed with their search results, since there is a remarkable dearth of scantily clad women in these posts.* Sorry 'bout that, folks.

*Well, except for these.