And The Winner Is...
Buggered if I know!
It appears that 3 lucky entrants each have reason to believe they were Visitor 10K. A rapid scan of my Sitemeter statistics doesn't help much other than to tell me that according to their records, the 10,000th guest came via Bloglines and was somewhere in the UK but the exact location is a mystery.
I also viewed my page a few minutes after the first claims came in and it told me that I, too, was the 10000th hit. It is tempting to declare myself the champion and continue to talk about me but that would be cheating.
Ziggi points out that my friends over at Clustrmap have logged 11772 viewers since June and they coincidentally sent me an email today confirming this and telling me that they were only going to record it monthly from now on, apparently North America was in danger of toppling into the Pacific under the weight of red dots. There seems to be some creative accounting going on somewhere.
So I officially declare Stegbeetle, Pete and Our Man In Virginia as joint and equal winners. Their prize posts will appear over the next few weeks. Boys, you still have time to email me for details of where to send favourite photographs ( Pete - I already have some), personal information or anecdotes you would like included, large bouquets ( no chrysanthemums or gypsophila, please), expensive chocolates ( Valrhona would be a good choice), perfume ( anything strong, musky and sexy) or plain cash. Bribery pays.
Seany deserves a commendation for his persistence, so near but so far.
Mike is applauded for simply mentioning Douglas Adams.
Joyce - I wish it could have been you. You inspire me so much and I already know that Bette Midler would have been your theme tune.
Mise - you're right about the triple zeros. They earn you a big fat Nothing.
Finally, I have to mention Mark. You're cuddle is waiting collection.
I could launch into a long emotional monologue telling you all what you mean to me. I won't because I'd get tears on my keyboard and my eyes would go even more red and puffy than they are aleady ( thanks, Joyce). Needless to say, I am grateful. I am honoured. I am slightly worried that you haven't got anything better to do with your time. I bloody love blogging and have some very warm ( and sometimes moist, but that probably has something to do with my age) feelings for all of you.
PS. A snog is a passionate kiss between 2 consenting adults. Tongues may be involved but only if garlic isn't.
It appears that 3 lucky entrants each have reason to believe they were Visitor 10K. A rapid scan of my Sitemeter statistics doesn't help much other than to tell me that according to their records, the 10,000th guest came via Bloglines and was somewhere in the UK but the exact location is a mystery.
I also viewed my page a few minutes after the first claims came in and it told me that I, too, was the 10000th hit. It is tempting to declare myself the champion and continue to talk about me but that would be cheating.
Ziggi points out that my friends over at Clustrmap have logged 11772 viewers since June and they coincidentally sent me an email today confirming this and telling me that they were only going to record it monthly from now on, apparently North America was in danger of toppling into the Pacific under the weight of red dots. There seems to be some creative accounting going on somewhere.
So I officially declare Stegbeetle, Pete and Our Man In Virginia as joint and equal winners. Their prize posts will appear over the next few weeks. Boys, you still have time to email me for details of where to send favourite photographs ( Pete - I already have some), personal information or anecdotes you would like included, large bouquets ( no chrysanthemums or gypsophila, please), expensive chocolates ( Valrhona would be a good choice), perfume ( anything strong, musky and sexy) or plain cash. Bribery pays.
Seany deserves a commendation for his persistence, so near but so far.
Mike is applauded for simply mentioning Douglas Adams.
Joyce - I wish it could have been you. You inspire me so much and I already know that Bette Midler would have been your theme tune.
Mise - you're right about the triple zeros. They earn you a big fat Nothing.
Finally, I have to mention Mark. You're cuddle is waiting collection.
I could launch into a long emotional monologue telling you all what you mean to me. I won't because I'd get tears on my keyboard and my eyes would go even more red and puffy than they are aleady ( thanks, Joyce). Needless to say, I am grateful. I am honoured. I am slightly worried that you haven't got anything better to do with your time. I bloody love blogging and have some very warm ( and sometimes moist, but that probably has something to do with my age) feelings for all of you.
PS. A snog is a passionate kiss between 2 consenting adults. Tongues may be involved but only if garlic isn't.
posted by Cherrypie at 6:55 pm
10 Comments:
Yay, 10,054!
Ok...I was at work and missed all the excitement.
Exits stage left muttering and kicking a coke can.
p.s. Congratulations on the 10k!
I could always post that picture from your work site you know CP.......
does blackmail work?
Pete - that's cruel. My photos are nice.
Del - that is probably the only time I will ever hear those words aimed at me unless I get my running shoes back on soon.
meant to ask what happened to the running. the blog suddenly stopped....
Aaaah! Well...after I fell down the stairs I was a little tender for a few days. I then started to have trouble breathing. I keep meaning to post a fuller explanation but I struggle to keep up with one blog let alone a second.
Anyway, it's a temporary glitch. The running regime will recommence shortly and in the meantime I continue to eat Shreddies, or sometimes bran flakes if I'm feeling in need of a treat. I fear I am becoming as dull as my diet.
You will note that I remained aloof from all of this hysteria. This does not signify a lack of affection, but a responsible attitude that demands that some of us retain a sense of perspective.
Cherry,
I'll defer to my two gracious colleagues since they may very well have edged me out.
Besides, having to write about someone like me may very well be the literary equivalent of nerve gas upon you and your readers.
Cherry Pie,
How despondent I am at not being Mr. 10,000 -- it's such a landmark and a testament to your popularity.
However, while I envy the other three fellows, I do thank you for your fine-print explanation of snogs.
This is a very popular pastime in Canada, I'll have you know, as we are a very passionate people.
Smucdl. And smoocdl to boot. Or even snocdl.
You have no idea how difficult it is making up words that demonstrate exactly the right degree of gentlemanly affection without descending into total smuttiness. I'm fair worn out with thinking.
It's a while since I've had a good snogging session..I'd even take one with garlic right this minute :-s
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