Statcounter

I added a Statcounter stat counter to my blog. It collects discrete statistical information about who types "worldsmostblog.blogspot.com" into their WWW browser program. This means that when you visit my blog, I WILL KNOW. I WILL USE THIS INFORMATION AGAINST YOU.

No, I won't. My jack-booted goons are on strike, and so are all the mechanics for my black helicopters. Apparently, their contract is up and "I don't pay them enough to meet inflation and the average mercenary's cost of living" or some crap. Damned PSGBHMU (Private SWAT Goons and Black Helicopter Mechanics Union) Chapter 91.

And those Chinese and Russians hackers I hired who were supposed to crack your computer and blow up your hard drive in your face? They kinda cleaned out my offshore bank accounts instead. Bastards.

But I can't blame anyone else for my problems: this is all my doing. I had negative intentions to use binary digital tracking information on you to harm you and your Web computer, and that negativity slung-shot and boomeranged and splish-splashed back at me. What comes around goes around and I get what I deserve. Never again will I take the information I collect on you and use it as content for any more nefarious plans.

Nevertheless, I am going to leave Stat Counter up on my Internet blog so I can see when people visit the site. I am going to sit myself in a circle around a small fire on the carpet of my dumpy basement apartment, grab some bongos and marimbas and cowbells, manipulate the instruments into a miraculous shamantric whirlwind of life-affirming cosmic energies, and fling it out at the centre of your forehead like a friendly frisby, just for taking the time to visit.