But the point is I just noticed these "Stats" for my own blog and what the numbers reveal, while not statistically significant, or, for that matter, significant at all, is interesting. To me, at least. So allow me to bore you with a few of these interesting-to-me numbers.
This here is a screen shot of my so-called "Stats", taken this morning (click to embiggen):
But what I really wanted to talk about was the keyword searches. Because, while it makes sense that "fourinoneblog" would be the number one keyword search, the number two keyword search needs some 'splainin'. Actually, keyword searches two and three need some 'splainin' because they are essentially the same search: "eicay vare, eise narde" and "eicay vare, eise narde translate" (you can just barely3 make out KW search 3 in that graphic). Together, there have been eight searches on that phrase.
And it's not a mistake that those searches would bring one here to this blog. Because I did include them in a post I uploaded long ago, which post was my comparison of the two different version of the song "I'm a Man"4 - the Spenser Davis Group version and the later cover version of that song by Chicago, who, I think at the time were still Chicago Transit Authority.
But you (= "I") can't really mention Chicago (the group) without referencing "Saturday in the Park", Chicago's famous rip-off of the piano riff in The Beatles' "You Won't See Me". And you can't mention "SitP" without mentioning the nonsense Italian lyrics in that song:
Singing Italian songsWhich I of course did.
Eicay vare, eise narde
Can you dig it? Yes I can
And it should go without saying that my comparison of those two versions of "I'm a Man" hinged on a poop reference: The Spencer Davis Group version had it and the Chicago version doesn't! They bowdlerized the lyrics!
And at the time, no one read this blog, so I just had fun with this and then to my surprise, some dude named Les came by and told me that I had totally missed the point of the "my toilet's trimmed with chrome" line and had done like this major disservice to Steve Winwood in the process and when I read this comment I kinda just shook my head and thought, Well, seems someone was absent that day in 5th grade when they discussed Irony. And Les was so disgusted by me, evidently, that he never returned.
And then jiif came by and talked about the time he pooped carrots. Because he's a class act.
But I'm burying the lede here. Because the really interesting and even inexplicable thing about this is that there is a person, or perhaps there are people, out there obsessively attempting to find out what Eicay vare, eise narde means, and my stupid blog is at the epicenter of this search.
I find that significant, though not statistically so.
1 In the same way that a "female" (or "girl") does not become a "woman" until a "man" has performed sex on her. And if you're a "female" who would like to become a "woman", why not consider letting "me" be that "man" for you? O, I'll make a woman outta you, all right! I'll make a woman outta you like five times in a row!1!
Assuming you're hawt, of course.
No Fat Chix1a!!!
1a O, for god's sake, RBR, I don't mean you! You're not even big-boned, so stop it. Plus, you've "been around the block" so many times that you went right past "woman" and straight to "whoo-wer" ... is what I hear. But I wouldn't know. And far be it from me to start any rumors.
2 And I'm really hoping that his foot is the only thing that's bare when he reads my blog, because, Dude, 90 times? What are you? A machine? Sometimes I just want to cuddle or be left alone. Man! Stop being so needy!
3 Not in that sense! Put your clothes back on, Neil Z!
4 No, not the Bo Diddley song. The other one.