Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Kind of a Big Deal.

So I'm about to leave my full time dream job to do art and music for a while. Kind of a big deal. Two days ago my sister made me a tía for the second time. Kind of a big deal. This Summer, after over a decade of working as a professional outdoor educator, for the first time in my life I will be going to overnight camp as a CAMPER! (It's music camp.) Kind of a big deal. This Fall I get to raft the Grand Canyon for 21 days with my partner and a dear friend who's neighbor invited us (she put her name in in 1995 and finally got a permit). Kind of a big deal. A few weeks ago I threw the biggest ceramic bowl I'd ever thrown. And then threw a bigger one. And then threw an even bigger one. Kind of big deals (for me at least).

But those are not the Big Deal this blog post is about. No. Those are are all kind of a big deal to me, but not necessarily to the world. You want to know what about me (or my blog at least) is the biggest deal in the world? Even when I don't post for months at a time, I still regularly get visits to my blog from countries around the world. Why do people from around the world come to my blog?  First let me tell you I know this is happening because there is this cool stats page that tells me the number of page visits in a day (or month, or all time), what countries those people are located in, what operating systems they use, what other pages linked to mine, and also what words they typed in to a search engine that then linked to me.

So here, I'll show you. Here are the countries people are reading my blog from:


Pageviews by Countries

Graph of most popular countries among blog viewers
EntryPageviews
United States
1398
Germany
127
United Kingdom
108
Mexico
95
Russia
88
Australia
46
Canada
35
Israel
28
New Zealand
21
Italy
13



I have more hits from Germany than from the country I am from. Kind of bizarre. Here's what everybody likes to read:



Posts

EntryPageviews
Jun 18, 2011, 1 comment
602
Jan 15, 2012, 1 comment
59
52
Jun 12, 2011, 2 comments
45
45
Jul 1, 2012, 1 comment
39
Mar 15, 2013
39
35
Aug 9, 2012, 1 comment
32
24



Gives you a big hint to what the Big Deal is all about. I mean, more than a big hint, it gives you the answer. It smashes that answer all up your back like you're wearing a layer of neoprene and you're still in the ocean. Here's the other big hint. These are the most popular search terms that people use when they click on something in my blog:


Search Keywords

EntryPageviews
poop in wetsuit
22
dianacaplan.blogspot.com
17
pooping in wetsuit
9
flying squash
8
poop wetsuit
8
i pooped in my bathing suit
7
pooping in a wetsuit
6
i pooped my wetsuit
5
thank you card to my dentist
4
bathing suit poop
3


Out of curiosity, I googled "poop in wetsuit" myself (5th hit). Then I tried "pooping in wetsuit" (3rd hit). Wetsuit poop (4th hit). Then I tried to outsmart google and put in "shit in wetsuit" (I don't use that word in the actual post). I thought there's probably a whole lot of other wetsuit poop searchers out there that say "shit" instead of "poop". I'm probably not getting the majority of people searching this topic because who says "poop" anyway? And, well, just google that one yourself and see. 


This kind of reminds me of that period in college when my favorite party trick was to light my farts on fire. I thought it was hilarious and a great trick. I still do. But when people started knowing me as the-girl-who-lights-her-farts-on-fire, I started to feel like I wasn't so sure I wanted fart lighting to be my whole identity. But this is also not the same because as far as I know, nobody I know knows me as the wetsuit poop girl. 

My friends ask me about the mural I'm going to paint. They ask me if I've written any new songs. They ask me how I'm doing. They ask about my family, my partner, my job. They ask me the names of plants and birds. They ask me how to make massaged kale salad. They look at me sometimes and wait for me to make a bad pun, at which they will not laugh.

My silent blog fans don't ask me anything (none of them have commented on my posts). They just want to know about wetsuit poop which is, apparently, kind of a big deal.