Graffiti and Google Analytics

Okay, first off: an insanely short update on how the T appt went: ooookaaaaay. I’m not fired. Yet, anyway. (It went actually really well, though, for seriousies.) I want to write a bit more in detail about my thoughts that have been spurred by my sesh, but I’ll save that for another post – perhaps tomorrow.

Okay. So here’s a few pics:

Mommy and Cade decorating for Valentine’s Day.


Okay…so I just took the following beavers about 20 minutes ago. See, some smelly ball sack sprayed some graffiti on our garage. It happened before we moved in, and it’s really no surprise seeing as the previous owners were hardcore meth users. I’ve been so embarrassed about it, but since it was on brick, Big B and I were a bit stymied as to how to get the, you know, gang symbols off. I felt like we were marked or something…like targeted for a home invasion or something. No bueno.

...And randomly, if Big B and I were in an argument, I’d tack on AND CLEAN UP THAT STUPID (fill in the blank “angry” word of your choice) graffiti off our house!! YOU SAID YOU’D DO IT 17 BILLION DAYS AGO! YOU NEVER DO ANYTHING YOU SAY YOU WILL! And then, inevitably, the anger (because it always, yes sadly, ALWAYS does) will turn inward and it’ll go something like this:
…I DID MY BEST! (Insert sobs) IDIDMYBEST!IDIDMYBESTIDIDMYBESTIDIDMYBEST! (They are now racking.)(Hiccup.)(And then, softly, i did my best...)

So, Bran decided we were going to try to sand it off. Not with weenie little sandpaper, but like a big time power tool thing. So B started sanding, but I decided I had so much pent up anger against that reputation (and potential marriage) ruining graffiti that I needed to take a wizack at it. And I did.

And it felt gooooooood.


So it looks better, (like, exponentially) but it’s still not c o m p l e t e l y gone. I’m not sure what to do. Boo. Double boo! At least the big sign that essentially said YOU’VE BEEN TAGGED, HOMIE is no longer there. Or, at least harder to read…

Okay, moving on: I was looking at my blog’s stats on Google Analytics, and I must say the month of February (thus far) has been a good one for Blogxygen. 1,700 site visits in just under 5 days. I was looking at some of the things people search for at Google or Yahoo and somehow find my blog, and some of my favorite are:

-Fear to pee phobia (must have brought up my Pee Air post) – another one from that post is my pee smells like oat bran. Eeeewy to the max!
-Bobbi’s hummus sucks (love this!) Bobbi’s one of my furry lovers, and I recently blogged about hummus, but I didn’t mention them both in the same post or anything!
-Nose piercing related death – okay, I cannot even tell you how many people find my blog by googling something about the dangers of nose-piercing. Since Feb 1st, I’ve had 90 views alone by people pulling up my nose-piercing post. It must be a disappointment for them seeing as I was being a major baby freak about it all… (and entirely not helpful...)
Let’s see, another good one is: does tube feeding cause weight gain, which is like a big-time no brainer. What else is tube feeding for? FUN? Hmmm…
Another goodie is “pregnant you bastard, you did this to me!” I think it came from this post.
and
Would you live in Floyd’s Knobs? I believe it came from a brief mention on the unfortunate citizens who have to live in a town with a name that has so many dirty connotations. My dirty mind cannot handle the overload of them all!

Anyway, looking on it is eva so fun! You should try it for your blog...

Okay, that’s all for now. Maybe I’ll write something deep or whatever tomorrow.