Fame and Randomness in Pie-Town
OMG, what a day! A couple of days ago, Jenny from mamadrama linked up my post about my mom and told her own story of wrestling with anxiety. Sitemeter was plastered, I was honoured, and pleased that post had hit home with someone.
Then this morning I noticed a couple of hits from Petroville, and followed the link. And oh my goodness, people! BubandPie awarded me a Perfect Post! And then, awesome lady that she is, wrote her own post to point people to it! I am so pleased, thrilled, embarrassed, red, grateful, happy that someone liked what I had to say... errr. Thanks!
And at the end of the day - over 100 - YES, ONE HUNDRED! - hits later, I also noticed that both Mama Tulip and GGC were sending a lot of traffic my way. . And each of them had linked posts of mine as ones they had really liked this past month. Gah! Not only am I totally overwhelmed by all the linky love and fantastic, tear-jerking validation of some of my most heartfelt posts, but let me tell you, one hundred readers in a day is a shocking amount of traffic around here, seeing as how I'm not exactly one of the big bright lights of the blogosphere. Wow.
Thanks, everyone, for making this a big day in the Life of 'Pie!
And now for a couple of moments that were actually planned for today...
It was a perfect setup for a snarky comment, but I just couldn't. I hate that!
A patron called the library asking for the book "Overcoming Obssessive Hoarding" - the only two copies were out, so she would have to place a hold and wait until one came back in. She asked if I thought this would take about a month.
Good, professional KP: That sounds like a good estimate.
Inner snarky KP: You know, provided those people can bring themselves to return them ...
Another TTC-sponsored people watching moment for Mama Tulip (just 'cause you're you, dear):
a woman with a large, round, very orange afro is standing slightly ahead of me. She wears the sort of shift dress that looks like standard issue for assistants and secretaries of the competent but dowdy breed. It is knee length, with short sleeves ending a bit above her elbows. It is deep red.
Try to picture this. Because if Little Orphan Annie grew up to be an office worker, she would look just like this.
I'm starting to think there just might be a valid reason to have a camera phone. Just for you, dear readers.
[Of course, I shouldn't say a thing, given how the other morning I woke up with hair so wild, I could have slapped on some red lipstick and passed for Ronald McDonald.]
A boy bander has revealed in the wake of rumours that he is in fact gay. Um, does anyone think a news item wasn't really necessary? You were in a boy band! But, thanks, Lance. As they say, thanks for coming out...
From the "now that's targeted marketing!" file: After posting Sunshine's interview complete with nakie foot shot, I got this ad in comments:
uv got sexy feet girl...i know a LOT of men who'll get really turned on by that. why don't you register at webdate*dot*com and i'll introduce you to them? ;-)
I'm pretty sure that's not one of my readers...