Head Rambles

Grandad January 6th, 2008

Here is my valuation [for what it's worth] …

However Ian reckons it’s worth a lot more. He wrote to me recently …

Red Cardinal’s post on 1st January prompted me to compare myhome.ie (price €50m) with Headrambles.com (price blood, sweat and tears). The gap is closing rapidly. do you think you should sell out to the Irish Times?

Myhome is the top graph, and Headrambles is the bottom one. I think the latter must be worth a fair chunk of €50m?

Then I go and find that I am quoted on the stock exchange!

Not only am I quoted, but my shares are doing quite well, thank you very much.

I seem to be bucking the international trend.

The only problem is that I don’t own my own blog! Apparently it’s owned by two others.

As Ian says - “It’s a funny old world”.

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Grandad January 1st, 2008

Some random scrapings from Google Analytics for the last year [just for the geeks]….

Number of visits.. 95,902.  Maybe this year I’ll make 100,000?

Number of Page Views.. 191,681. Maybe I’ll reach 200,000?

Browsers: Firefox - 55.49%, Internet Explorer - 39.39%, Safari - 2.59%, Mozilla - 1.26% and Opera - 0.8%

Visitors on dial-up - 3.31%

Visitors from..  United States - 41.23%, Ireland - 29.10%, U.K. - 12.71%

Largest source of traffic - StumbleUpon - 26.46%

When Stumble found Head Rambles

Top five search terms - "senior porn", "head rambles", "grandad porn", "senior citizen porn", "senior porno"

First visit of 2008 - 5 minutes past midnight - Australian looking for "Paris Hilton Nude Pussy"

Conclusions.

I like StumbleUpon.

Head Rambles is a very successful porn site.

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Grandad December 20th, 2007

I am sick and tired on people coming to this site looking for pornography.

I have done my best to satisfy their perverted pleasures.

For reasons known only to God, and a butterfly in Bolivia, I’m currently being inundated with requests for "Paris Hilton Nude Pussy".

So here you go. 

I name this cat
Paris Hilton

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Grandad December 19th, 2007

I have been a bit churlish.

Well. actually, I am a bit embarrassed.

You see, I got a phone call last Friday.  I answered it.

"Hello!  Is that Grandad?"

"It is indeed"

"Congratulations!  You have been shortlisted for the Digital Media Awards!"

I didn’t know what to say.  My memory being what it is, I didn’t remember entering.  I told her this.  But she said I had entered, and it was a long time ago.  Which probably explains why I had forgotten.

Anyway, she said she would be phoning the others and could I shut up until then.  So I did.  She wouldn’t tell me who the others were, either.  All very cloak and dagger.

She sent me the logo on Monday and I stuck it on the sidebar.

Now, when I say I’m embarrassed, it’s because I honestly don’t think I am the best blogger around.  I didn’t want to appear like I was bragging by putting a big post up saying "LOOK AT ME".  But the others have because they have every right to, and they have linked to me, and that is very nice of them.

The other four finalists are [in no particular order]…

• Ice Cream Ireland
• LimerickBlogger.org
• The Humble Housewife
• The Waiting Game

I’m not going to say who my favourite is [I think they know!], but I wish them all the very best of luck.

So head over to them and congratulate them!!

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Grandad December 18th, 2007

Yesterday was a day of halves.

It started when I found we only had half a water supply.

The mains ran dry, so we only had water out of the roof tank.  When I call it a roof tank, that’s what I mean.  It is outside on the roof.  So I had to run the water through a sieve to remove all the pigeon sh*t.  Herself complained about this so we spent the rest of the evening drinking tea made from whiskey instead of water.

The other thing that happened yesterday is that I could only connect to half the Interweb.

I could browse a lot of sites, and did weird things like look up my brother-in-law’s address.  Those Americans are very trusting about what they put on the Web!  He has four bedrooms, and his house was built in 1950.  I had better not tell you what they said on his sex offenders record…. [and with that debt record, I'm not lending him any cash!].

I could also browse my Google Reader, so I could see the number of comments on this blog was increasing.  But I couldn’t do anything about it.

Because the half that I couldn’t reach was the half that had Headrambles, and my mail and all the reeeeely important stuff.  So if you are wondering why I didn’t reply yesterday, then now you know.

This morning I found out that the water was cut off, because they are connecting K8 the GR8’s new house down the road.  Because it’s her house, I shouldn’t complain.  But I will.  The b*st*rds!  They might have warned me?

I also phoned my half-service provider.  They told me twenty times that "all their agents were on the phone and could I hold on and one of their agents would talk to me shortly".  Eventually he did.  He didn’t sound like an agent.  Not at all like Jack Bauer.  He was foreign.  What a surprise!  And he denied all knowledge of a problem, but  in the middle of talking to him, the other half came back and I was suddenly flooded with e-mails.

Actually, the company rang me back [which is unheard of] and wanted further details.  This time it was Jack Bauer himself, and he admitted there was a problem, and that I could help them by giving details.  I think they were just scared at what I’d write about them.

So now I have to reply to yesterdays comments and reply to the flood of e-mails. 

Both of them.

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Grandad November 26th, 2007

I woke early this morning.

That happens quite often.  It comes with age.  And it meant I could get some work done.

So I fired up my trusty Remington and waited for the usual clatter of spam arriving in my in-tray. 

Nothing happened.

I went to visit my favourite porn news site.

Nothing happened.

My Interweb connection is deceased.  It is no more.  It is an extinct link.

I rang my broadband company.  I went through the usual - press 1 for this and 2 for that, several times.

Eventually, I got a recorded voice saying that my area was suffering from a ’slight degradation in service’.  What?  A degradation is a degrading,  a lowering in standard, not quite up to par.  Saying my service is slightly degraded is like saying that the Titanic is floating a little low in the water, or that the sun is a little less bright at midnight.

My connection is suffering from a ’slight degradation in service for three four five six seven eight hours now.  So much for getting my work done.  I managed to get some work done here, but it’s funny how cut off I feel.

If the service doesn’t come back soon, I’m going to have to put this in an envelope and post it to the website. 

And then I’ll go and slightly degrade all the windows in their office.

…..

Oh!  It’s back!!

Guess what the first thing is to arrive in my in-tray?

Yup!

An Invoice from my broadband supplier.

So that’s why they fixed it so promptly…

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