As I have mentioned in the past I like to go through a detailed review of who is visiting my little blog. I also look at how people get here. For the curious among you, it seems that people are recurring visitors in the North Eastern part of North America, particularly Southern Ontario, no surprise there. (Although I am getting some recurring visits from Europe and Japan, Hi Aaron and who ever it is who is visiting from Japan!)
What does boggle my mind though is the number of people hitting my blog from Google Image searches, oddly there seems to be a lot of interest in the picture Lesley took from the car when we pulled into the LBJ space flight centre in Houston that I posted on March 8, On the Toronto International Bike Show (apparently there is quite a bit of interest in the T-38 training jet). Another popular image is of the bike I thought I owned, from the March 9 post, On 2006 Specialized Roubaix Comp Triple... maybe I should go run out and find that frame so at least I really would own that bike! (Then again if I go that road why not just get a Tarmac frame and have a really sweet ride?)
I should point out I changed the survey question. With respect to the last question, unsurprisingly something like 80% of respondents, or the other four people, voted that George Walker Bush was the worst president in US History, hey he still has 7 months to really screw things up, like... oh I don't know start a nuclear war? (Maybe I shouldn't have said that.)
I believe I voted for the guy who got ten hours of sleep a night, and took afternoon naps, in the run up to the depression, that was "Cool with Cal" Calvin Coolidge. Hey anyone who could sleep through economic policy that caused the depression has to earn a special place in the pantheon of bad presidents.
This month's question though is actually a trick question, but I will explain after the voting is over. Just remember, I asked who you would like to see become the next president, not who you would like to see be elected.
I had surgery recently in my mouth, it hurts an awful lot most of the time and I cannot eat fruit, its very depressing. I have a pear I packed in my lunch that I really want to eat. Oh well, maybe I'll go get an ice cream, truth is though, I'd rather eat that pear.
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