The Mind Of OverlordTomala

>Check mah statz

I was bored enough to actually look at my blog stats. To be honest I didn’t know blogger recorded traffic. Obviously been awhile since I looked at what blogger changed.

Pageviews by Browsers
Internet Explorer
1,174 (52%)
Firefox
601 (26%)
SeaMonkey
157 (7%)
Chrome
140 (6%)
Opera
75 (3%)
Safari
52 (2%)
Java
14 (<1%)
chromeframe
7 (<1%)
Jakarta Commons-HttpClient
6 (<1%)
Konqueror
5 (<1%)

52% of you disappoint me.

Pageviews by Operating Systems
Windows
2,042 (91%)
Macintosh
102 (4%)
Other Unix
57 (2%)
Linux
7 (<1%)
PlayStation Portable
5 (<1%)
Windows NT 6.1
5 (<1%)
iPhone
4 (<1%)
iPod
4 (<1%)
iPad
2 (<1%)
KWC
1 (<1%)

And then countries:

United States
1,178
Germany
151
Canada
101
Russia
64
United Kingdom
49
India
46
Netherlands
45
Norway
37
Ukraine
29
Hong Kong
27

I’m sure a few on the list are bots.

How you find me on google:

tomala soup
 14
tomala
 9
i am uru and so can you 6
tomala blog 4

hack magiquest 3

That last one scares me.
Referring Sites
 389
 204
 49
 29
 26
 22
 15
 11
 11
 9

Wow, an entire 9 clicks came from GOG??? That’s amazing!

>Open Thread

It was a busy day today. Between noon and five I was pretty much on my own. Between the bottle machine constantly breaking down and the needy customers demanding 2 lb cheese on sale among other things it was pretty hectic.  By the time lunch rolled around I was pretty hungry. It was busy today because of the founders day sale. And when sales break out I usually see more assholes than friendlies.

Looks like I get to make myself some dinner tonight. Then maybe I’ll blow something up. Unless I blow something up in the kitchen…

>Boomers.

I think one of the many reasons why I love playing Left 4 Dead is because of my local work place. The customers and even some of the employees could easily be related to zombies. I was stocking cereal today minding my own business when all of a sudden the cart of cereal I had behind me hits my ass. Turns out it was a fatass customer who was too fucking lazy to say pardon me, excuse me, or you’re in the way (probably because she was saving her energy for chewing)… She just stared at me with a bitchy expression on her face. waiting for me to move the cart aside because her ass wasn’t narrow enough to go down THE ENTIRE dairy section. For fucks sake is it too hard to say excuse me?