You know who you are...

You ever wonder who reads your stuff?

I made a call out not long ago (while sipping martinis alone and feeling bad for myself) for someone - anyone to reach out and say hello.

Because of the guilt I made people feel -I got a few new blogs that I can read. (Thank you ladies!)

So then I got a super secret device that lets me know exactly how many people kinda like me so I don't have to keep begging you to be my friend and read my blog. God - I am a loser!

(Me: "Gee- let me see who loves me today - Click - Click - Click")

Every since I added the secret device I love seeing who pops in and out.

I am an exhibitionist at heart. So that people are coming in and reading my stuff is exciting and scary all at the same time!

My hearts a' racing and I think I am in love with you.

That or I am really bored and I have nothing else to do other than see how many times you will visit and how long you will stay.

I am watching you watch me.

Grooowwwlll! (Ok, I know that's too much info - sorry Mom)

The problem with the counter is you don't know who is visiting. You don't know their name or their blog address.

So you cant watch them back.

I watch Kitty all the time. She loves it too. She's kinky like that.

So poke in..Say hi....I will buy you a drink. Name your poison . I am partial to Vodka myself.

(Everytime I say that I think of a older woman who has smoked and drank one too many bellying up to the bar. In her sexiest smoke filled voice ... "Voooodka. Straight. Leave the bottle.")

Wait

Do I REALLY want to know?