As if blogging itself weren’t addictive, now I’m instantly hooked on Site Meter. Swear to God, it’s getting harder and harder for me to leave the house. (And, ooh, is that the first twinge of carpal tunnel I’m feeling…?)
Anyways, the information is astounding, albeit useless. Today, for instance, a reader in Rwanda and a reader in Lithuania checked out my Eldridge Cleaver interview. They clicked to it from a link on Lawrence Auster’s blog. (Auster sends quite a few eyeballs my way.)
A number of readers are pointed here by two other bloggers: James Wolcott of Vanity Fair, and my friend Alan Sepinwall, TV critic of the Newark Star-Ledger. Alan’s my blogfather, actually. He turned me on to Firefox, and I’ve been cooking with gas ever since.
So cheers, Alan. Cheers, Jim. I owe you both a steak dinner.
And to my readers new and old – be you in Bedford, Mass., or Oak Ridge, N.C.; Fremont, Calif., or Puyallup, Wash. – thanks for enabling me.
UPDATE (05/16/07): Yo, Tokyo!… Kuala Lumpur, what’s up?… Beijing, watch your back…
UPDATE (05/17/07): South Africa’s in the house! Sawubona, Cape Town; wussup, Jozi?… Zimbabwe, Cameroon… Egypt, Saudi Arabia…