It used to be that Google Analytics was pretty much the state-of-the-art when it comes to learning about who comes to the blog. But now, there’s a service called “Woopra” that, to me at least, is blowing Google out of the water, just in terms of total cool-ness.
Woopra has an Android app, and is on my desktop, and at any moment, I can see exactly who’s on my blog. Right now, for instance, it’s a bit of a dry spell – it’s been about twenty minutes since my last visitor (long for me – on average, I get a visitor every 5-7 minutes). This person is in Bangkok, and just finished her/his 23rd visit to the blog (on this cookie, I presume). This person’s first visit was 81 days ago, and he or she has clicked on 56 pages. His or her first visit was following a link from Liza’s blog, and the person surfs on an iPad. (For what it’s worth, I’d give a nickel that I know who this is.)
Forty-one minutes ago, I had a visitor from Estacada, Oregon, who arrived by following an RSS subscription to my blog. This person, too, originally came by way of Liza’s blog, and this one too, I think I know….
Woopra does all sorts of other cool things. Like, if I want, I can tell it to e-mail me whenever someone fitting a certain description – from a certain country, or state, or city, or IP address – visits. Or when they visit a certain page. At least, it looks like I can. I confess – I haven’t reached that level of anal geekiness.
But it is the case that, if I go to the trouble, I can pretty much figure out who you are (or at least, how you got to me, when you come by, and which pages you visit while here), especially if you comment. Or so I think, most of the time. But not always. Today, I tried to surprise P by describing with eerie precision what she had done when on my web site. Except, I was wrong. So either Woopra was wrong, or I had the wrong visitor. Kinda embarrassing. It’s bad enough to be a geeky stalker. It’s so much worse to be a bad geeky stalker.
I discussed this all with L the other day, and she pointed out that my interest in this level of granular detail is entirely a function of my having external genitalia, that no woman ever would bother with such trivial matters. ”Because,” she said, “women have lives.”
This may be (almost certainly is) true.
But Woopra is still cool.
(I’m finishing this post about an hour after having started it – real life intervened – and I see that 29 minutes ago, my date of Monday stopped by. Hey!)
I know, it’s spooky, right? The good news is, I’m not a stalker, I’m just a geek. But still….
Now – go to Frisky Friday and post something, wouldja?