Amazingly, there appear to be people visiting the site. Yep, actual visitors. I know, I couldn’t believe it myself.
So, I’m sitting in the illustrious MacStansbury.com headquarters, and I realize that I haven’t been really appreciative of what I have here. So I started firing people. Left and right, I went. Pink slips for everyone.
So you want to know why all the pink-ness? Well, go clicky-clicky on the Read More and you just might find out…
Sure, you might think that’s a bit extreme, but I don’t. I think it’s perfectly logical, considering I was running a multi-national conglomerate who’s sole source of income was based on my paper-route. Hey, it worked in 1998, why couldn’t it work today?
So there I was, sitting in my multi-national conglomerate headquarters, thinking, "I could save several million dollars a year if I started using FedEx Kinkos."
"And fired my 400 employees."
They didn’t take the news well. Not well at all.
On a totally unrelated matter, does anyone know how to get the skunk smell out of an office building? Just wondering.
But there’s reason for joy, as the web site is enjoying banner growth. And by banner, I don’t mean you’re gonna start seeing corporate sponsors everywhere.
Dang it.
In the little over one month since I put in the new CMS, I’ve gone from around 1,500 hits a month to over 20,000 for July. That’s more than all the other months put together.
So either Google is gone crazy with the indexing, or I am actually being read.
And let me say, right now, that I am supremely thankful for everybody that comes by. I’m in the process of getting ready to think about getting some time put together to think about getting all the old stuff put in to the new stuff place…but it’s gonna take a monumental effort.
Or maybe…a piece of your world-famous pumpkin pie? Huh? I know you’re dying to cook for me, and what a better way to show your gratitude, than the gift of pie? So, bring it. And check back for more food-related humor.
Oh, and check for my huge sale on eBay. Along with the copiers and faxes, I’ve got to unload this skunk-smelling high-rise.
