Now and then one of my posts will appear on a site which aggregates blogs.  For the most part, though, laborlou.com is a stand-alone.

My best explanation is that my writing is too quirky and unpredictable for sites which focus, for example, on politics.

Another reason, of course, is that no-one asks (like the kid who’s excluded from the invitation list to a big party and then decides he wouldn’t want to go anyway).

But there’s an even bigger consolation in running what could be described as a “boutique” blog.

And that’s my readers.

Analyzing the “data” with my “blog coach” (yes I admit I have one) – visits, page views, bounce rates, comments, facebook likes – we concluded that laborlou.com generates what’s called “high quality traffic.”

I like that.

It flatters you and me.

The fact that you’re important makes me feel important, too.

I started blogging in 2009 and have kept up a pretty steady pace.  Many of my posts are written sometime between 4:00 a.m. and 6:00 a.m.

As I’ve described before, blogging is a little like keeping a public diary.  Except there’s more re-writing.  And people read it before you’re dead.

I worry sometimes that they’ll be some kind of a global catastrophe which will annihilate millions (billions?) of blog sites.

Wiped out in this internet apocalypse will be laborlou.com, obliterating any chance I may have had for bloggers immortality.