On Saturday I will pass the 3 million page view mark with a little over 2 million unique visitors.
Here's how it went down:
Year 1: 50,000
Year 2: 950,000
First 9 months of year 3: 2 million.
I was on course for 3.8 million this year, but things slowed some after a dip in my output beginning about 3 months ago. Feh.
I'd love to offer a prize to number 3 million, but, unfortunately, there is no way I can identify that person.
When I was a kid, I was the 10,000th customer at a small general store in rural North Carolina where my grandparents lived. I won a baby alligator that the store owner was keeping in a washtub on the floor. I'd had my eye on that critter for two weeks. I kept going into the store buying gum and candy, hoping I'd be number 10,000.
I don't know what I was thinking. There wasn't a chance in hell my mother would let me take a live alligator back to New York, but I wanted it bad. Back home, a kid who lived down the street had a baby alligator. Ralphy was cool and a little scary. He had been to what we called 'juvy' back in those days for repeated petty crimes, fights and just being an all around fuck-up. Anyway, I wanted everything Ralphy had--an alligator, M80s, a minibike and pointy black shoes with metal taps that made a menacing clicking sound on a concrete sidewalk. Damn my mother--she wouldn't let me have any of it.
The last I heard, Ralphy was in jail in Ohio. And what do you know, I'm a blogging psychologist about to celebrate his 3 millionth page visit.
So, thanks in advance to number 3 million, whoever you are. And thanks to the other 2,999,999. I wish I could give every one of you an alligator.