I was pleased to see that the website is a popular as always. The weekly web-counter stats e-mail arrives and
the hits are frankly amazing.

Now, I guess the lonely Monday hit was me at work making sure that a Mac published site looked OK on
Internet explorer. And probably, the majority of the twenty-five Sunday hits were related to me messing
around at home. So, the question is who really reads this stuff? If you dig further into the statistics you
get some very pretty graphs which frankly mean nothing to me.



Now I am aware that some bugs in the way the code works on the counter means that every time I reviewed
a page inside Rapidweaver, the counter increases. Also, it increases every time I put a spoon of sugar in my
tea or coffee and finally increments every time I turn a page whist sitting on the toilet (but that’s another story).
I think I fixed the problem by firstly changing a setting in the counter code and then by cutting down on sugar
and finally by stopping reading on the toilet. Hopefully going forward the numbers will start to bear some
resemblance to reality and my ego can track its inflation proxy with some pretty little graphs.

However, is this really important? Well yes. What started as a personal challenge to be able to register a
domain and publish a few pictures is rabidly (sic) turning the owner into a James Bond style evil genius. I
can see a clear link between this site and world domination. I have already started looking for my lair and
hope a suitable hollowed-out volcano comes on the market soon. If only I could add audio to the page you
could hear me developing my evil laugh. Ha ha ha.

Which takes me on to other forms of mass communication. Yesterday, without any warning my wife asked me
if I twitter? Now after the shock of hearing the word whitter (to which I guess the answer is yes), it dawned on
me that the technology of communication is expanding faster than my middle-aged brain can cope with. I
thought I was down with my homies by having a facebook page. At work, I use Plaxo and Linkedin, which for
what I can see allow me to see when a lot of people I don’t call friends have their birthdays. Now someone
comes along and invents twittering and my wife understands it before me.

So, if your listening out there, stop it. Innovation is all well and good when it impacts someone else but frankly
I don’t want to be feeling my age in an area that I have been comfortable in since being a teenager. The world
needs amazon, the bbc, facebook and yours truly. When I finally take over the world and my evil laugh rings
round my volcano, those statistics will go through the roof. You see if they don’t....ha ha ha (repeat to fade).