How to make your web site popular
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I gotta confess that I don’t really give a rip whether my site is popular or not. I rarely look at my web site statistics. Every now and then I pull it up just out of curiosity to see what people find interesting about my site. The statistics packages I use gives me a vague idea of why people are coming to my site. I haven’t looked at it in at least a few months, and this time around, I was in for a wild surprise.
The biggest draw to my web site at the moment is people searching for images via Images.Google.com. And what are they searching for? Lovin. This particular photo is referenced in my turtle pages, and I happened to name the file “lovin” because – well, because it was funny. Turns out people are looking for lovin, and this picture is one of the ones they pull up.
Goes to show you that internet search still has a little ways to go.
Unless, of course, people are really into this sort of thing. Which makes me feel a little dirty.

I was leaning back yawning when my browser opened, and I saw my own image on my webcam. Hello. Had to grab a copy of that.
The photo’s courtesy of Mom, who is playing around with picture mail on her phone. Nice picture, actually. I don’t remember this one.
Been a long couple of weeks. Ernie’s doing well, but battling a touch of diarrhea. Okay, more than a touch – more like she got pounded with a diarrhea stick, but you get the idea. For three days I’ve been following her around the house with a spray can of Woolite Heavy Traffic carpet cleaner. I’m thankful we got the berber, but even berber carpet can’t disguise the mess we’ve got here. Time to call in the heavy guns – an actual carpet cleaner.
Ernie’s settling into her new home and getting used to the place. Her comfort level is indicated by her newfound confidence in chewing on magazines, which we’ve always kept in a basket in the living room on the floor. That will probably need to change. I’d rather remove the temptation than try to explain to her why magazines are not chew toys.
I still need to get better photos of our new little family member, but as I was going through my checklist this morning, one of the items was getting the webcam working again. Ernie always wants to climb up in my lap while I’m working, make herself as comfortable as possible, and then fall asleep. Of course, due to the laws of physics, it’s pretty much impossible for a ten pound dog to sleep on me while I work, but that doesn’t stop her from trying every day. And I guess it doesn’t stop me from letting her try for a while, either. She fell asleep a few minutes after this pic was taken, so I couldn’t upload it until just now because I can only type with one hand when the dog’s lying there.
When a mission-critical server dies at a business, the timeline can best be described using the first thing that a person says when they call your cell phone. It went something like this:
Picked up a drafting table last night for $25 off 
Here’s a photo of the decorations. The place looks like a New Year’s celebration. You can’t help but smile in this office.
Just got back from a week up in Dallas where I had all kinds of fun. We trashed Julian’s cubicle for his birthday, complete with balloons, aluminum foil, and post-it notes. I’ll put together a separate photo gallery of that this weekend.
You know you’re a geek when find five separate keyboards in a closet, none of which have been hooked up to a computer for any discernable length of time.
After using an Audiovox Thera PocketPC phone for what seems like forever, I’ve ordered matching new phones for Erika and I. The Thera was pretty cool, but it had two strikes against it: it’s friggin’ big, and Verizon no longer lets you use data minutes out of your voice pool. They’re making you pay for a separate data plan now, so I can’t just surf the web with their high-speed data network whenever I want. That was the whole point of getting that particular phone: running internet apps like web browsing, email, and instant messaging from anywhere. So now
When I went downstairs this morning to make my second pot of coffee, I opened the kitchen blinds and saw a little creature in distress. This fella got his legs caught in the boards of my back fence overnight, probably while walking along the top, and was stuck.

















