Another thing I did on my time off was go out looking for some more dead BBQs, which I also blog about over at http://deadbbqs.tumblr.com/ Go check it out.
The stats helper monkeys at WordPress.com mulled over how this blog did in 2010, and here’s a high level summary of its overall blog health (all their words, not mine, except this bit):
The Blog-Health-o-Meter™ reads This blog is on fire!.
A Boeing 747-400 passenger jet can hold 416 passengers. This blog was viewed about 1,900 times in 2010. That’s about 5 full 747s.
In 2010, there were 123 new posts, growing the total archive of this blog to 198 posts. There were 323 pictures uploaded, taking up a total of 50mb. That’s about 6 pictures per week.
The busiest day of the year was July 16th with 36 views. The most popular post that day was Song for a Friday.
Where did they come from?
The top referring sites in 2010 were twittergadget.com, twitter.com, google.com.au, 23thingsuwa.wordpress.com, and facebook.com.
Some visitors came searching, mostly for alice cooper goes to hell, led zeppelin ii, kate bush lionheart, manfred mann, and make way for dionne warwick.
Attractions in 2010
These are the posts and pages that got the most views in 2010.
Song for a Friday July 2010
You’d better sit down June 2010
About what you will find here May 2009
Focus on Song for a Friday September 2010
Sit Down to Get Up July 2010
…i did a post about using glogster. However a few days elapsed between the time i wrote and when i then posted it, so wordpress put it in chronological order which is back before the most recent record triptych. Have a look; glogster is like a poster style blog.
I just have to blog about this.
I just added to my delicious account a Mojo Magazine photo special on Bruce Springsteen in New Orleans in the mid 1970’s. You can use the link below or see my sites of interest down there on the right hand side.
One photo has members of the band at a combined Ice Cream Stand and Record Bar. How cool is that? (no play on words intended) Ice cream and records all at the same place!
I was talking about mathematics last night. It has never been my strong suit. I blame Mrs Reiden. She might be out there reading this.
I can remember it well. It was year 2. Mrs Redien was our teacher. She was teaching us about numbers, real basic stuff, the early days; how some numbers are even and some are odd.
To discover the even numbers all we had to do was divide them and there would be some more even numbers.
So all we got counters, little round plastic discs and there were numbers on the board, and we had to count out the discs to what the number on the board was, then seperate the discs and did we get two equal piles? Then those piles were of an even number and the number we had started with was also an even number (Hopefully you followed that; damn complex stuff for a 7 year old and still complex today).
I was up to the number 14. I counted out 14 discs. I seperated the discs into two piles of 7. 7 was not an even number, because I had done 7 a few piles before. So if 7 was not an even number, then 14 could not be either because Mrs Reiden said the even numbers will divide into smaller even numbers. Yet the two piles from 14 were of an equal size, they were both 7, but 7 was odd, so how could two odd numbers be making an even number when Mrs Reiden had explained even will divide into even and odd into odd?
So I went up to Mrs Reiden, very confused, a bit worried, rather concerned, carrying 14 discs, 7 in each little hand, my answers on a piece of paper with a margin ruled on the left hand side done courtesy of a wooden 30cm ruler and a marathon session of margin ruling done in the early days of the term where we went through all our exercise books and did margins in red pen on every page; anyway I’m digressing onto how I got my aversion to margins. Back to the mathematics.
“Mrs Reiden, what is going on? You said the even numbers will divide into smaller even numbers but 14 divides into 7 which is an odd number.”
“Oh”, says she, not moving from her desk, “I must have made a mistake. Some even numbers divide into odd numbers.”
Upon that pronouncement my interest in mathematics just waned.