Woopra

A distant buddy comes for me, and sends me a photo of her ass. But you don’t get to hear, or see. :-/

I love my loyal readers even more than they love my writing.

I love the readers who love my writing.

You know what I fucking love? People who like my blog. You ALL should write to me.

You like my blog, a lot. Please – say hi. I won’t bite. (I mean, at least not initially.)

I know a creepy amount about my readers.

I used to be able to stalk you so elegantly, but Woopra wants $40 a month for the privilege now.

I’ve been snooping around in my analytics again, learning what I can about you.

If you’ve been here more than fifty times, don’t be surprised if I pop up on your screen and say hello.

It’s bad enough to be a geeky stalker. It’s so much worse to be a bad one.