This morning I checked my stats not expecting to see much. I didn’t post today as I sometimes do when I have watched a movie worth noting for whatever reason. And then I went about my business. I am working on writing exercises from a writing book by Ursula K. Le Guin and have been blogging about it on my new writing blog. Then there was skating and we had a family movie from last evening to finish up with BabyD.*

After dinner, I logged on to make sure I have the posts queued up properly for the week and discovered well over 500 views for the day.

500?

Immediately I suspected the widow board but a bit of investigation turned up nothing.

I have StatCounter, so Rob called up today’s visitors and aside from someone in Calgary – who appears to be intent on reading everything I have ever posted – there was nothing to indicate where the traffic was coming from or what they were looking for.

The downside of blogging is this kind of thing. Lots of anonymous views with nary a comment left in their wake.

The Calgary viewer has happened before though. Someone finds me by accident and then reads until they bore themselves of me. It has led to stalking before and probably won’t now although when this has happened in the past, the reader was not living just hours away.

*Bedknobs and Broomsticks which Rob actually remembered down to the nonsense words of the spells.