On Pageviews.

   I was going to start this entry by saying "woah there folks" but then I struggled with how to spell "woah". Lets forget that ever happened and try again shall we:
   Gee whiz friends, my blog has exploded with pageviews! I got like 4 the other day! Alert the whitehouse, stop the presses, and sound the horns my life of sex, drugs and rock n' roll starts now.
   In all seriousness though it feels better than I thought it would to get some pageviews, even if it was either just someone looking for a recipe for granola or my mother accidentally (or not accidentally) stumbling upon my blog. To the disappointed granola chef: I wish you all the best and I recommend No Name honey almond granola, to my mother: I told you my life was boring, also I'd like lasagna for dinner.
   I'm totally cool with the fact that nobody reads my blog, but as I have realized, I am also totally cool with 4 more people than usual reading my blog. My friends don't read my blog because I only give out the url when I'm intoxicated. Some might think this is a drunken slip-up, but really it is strategy since I know none of the fools I hang out with will remember the url in the morning, but they will remember I told them and think I am a good friend. Fools! Peasants!
   But you know who are not fools and/ or peasants? The 4 more people who grazed through this blog. Those 4 people are probably better people now for having read my words. You would know, you're one of them.