Interesting Results – Dull, but Interesting…

Well, this is the fourth day since I posted my poem using the most popular Google terms and pics.  I wasn’t sure what I expected.  It’s an experiment and I know the results could change anytime in the next, well , whatever, but it seems I should have an idea by now.  So, here’s the results of views for four days:

2/19  37

2/20  37

2/21  73

2/22  39 (as of 3:18pm)

I checked the searches and there wasn’t much there.  No big hits…nothing.  I wonder if WordPress has a way of suppressing the tags and such so that my type of “spam” won’t overly effect it.  I didn’t think so, obviously.

Now, the thing is the last three days have been normal.  The 73 views was for a Friday Fictioneer day and was normal.  Today, 2/22, is the most unusual with 39 during the laggiest part of the day (I  know, not a word, but I like it).  I suppose it could take off tonight.  If it does before around 9pm, I will add to this post.  I intentionally didn’t stick in the minotaur picture that started this mess.  I figured that would give results on something I already knew could do a job on my numbers.

That post could, though, somewhat affect all my numbers from here on out.  I mean, during any day, people could search out some of those terms.  I did realize that they could be looking at them now in a Google list and just not going to my post.  I didn’t think about that particular possibility when I set this up.  See?  That’s what good experimental analysis is about.  I did quite a bit of that in Psychology in college, but I didn’t create the experiments.  I don’t think there is any way I can see how often these terms bring up my site unless people go there.  So, I guess we shall see.

Let’s change gears for a moment.  Speaking of probability, there was a good probability that we were going to get stomped by an ice storm last night.  We did get some ice, but not horrible.  Let me give you a few pics just to round everything out.

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My drive wasn’t bad at all.

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The backyard just looked like a little snow had fallen.

Car didn't get iced enough to even be noticeable today.

Car didn’t get iced enough to even be noticeable today.

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The birds got hit worse than we did.

Now, I didn’t go out and walk on the drive yet; it may be really slick out there, but it doesn’t look like it.  I am thankful for that.  Ice is not my friend.  Hopefully, then, I can get out a little this weekend and enjoy myself.  It isn’t that cold right now.  I went out, for a few minutes on the porch, in my shorts and a sweatshirt.

Enjoy things, everyone, spring is coming soon.

Namaste,

Scott

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  • bert0001  On February 23, 2013 at 3:57 am

    There is trending in the stats if you look at the big picture, but there are stranger low and high days, for no reason at all. Some subjects always pull the crowd (in your case friday fictioneers), and other subjects seem to scare them away 🙂

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    • kindredspirit23  On February 23, 2013 at 1:05 pm

      That’s true. I have found that, if I look at the stats deeply enough, as with the recent Minotaur deal, I can, usually figure out what happened.

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