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Pimp My Blog

I have a confession....I'm addicted to all things blog.  I can't help myself, I love every aspect of blogs and blogging.  I love the fact that I can catch up on the lives of old friends, that I can share my experiences with loved ones even though I am so far away, that I can escape from the drama of middle school for a few moments and immerse myself in the drama of others, all with just a click of a button.  Most of all, I love that a record of life is being kept, a collection of big and small moments that are important to Dave and I.
 
A little embarrassed by my obsession, and the time I seem to spend on it, I've tried to curb my attention to all things blog...but a new discovery has wiped that resolution clear away:  The blog widget.

Holy moly, are those suckers addicting and oh so entertaining.  You can add just about anything to your blog to make it the ultimate time waster...
*I've got Site counters (Yes, there was a celebration once the site counter ticked over 5,000)
*Dave can't get enough of the poll widget
*I've got movie clips

*Then there is my virtual bookshelf so you can see what I'm currently reading--I recommend The Pale Blue Eye for all those Poe fans out there.
*My most recent add is the Feedjit widget.  This one keeps track of the countries and states where people have checked out your blog...How cool is that?  (Thanks for all your east coast and west coast visits by the way!  And those few international visits are pretty awesome as well.)
*I love the challenges--My favorite being the ever necessary, "what is your typing speed?"
84 words

free Touch typing

*I've added hyperlink lists so you can all visit the blogs I check almost daily.
*Slideshows of our Ecuadorian Adventures
*And widgets that show random information about me...
HowManyOfMe.com

LogoThere are
2
people with my name
in the U.S.A.
How many have your name?

I think I must be stopped.  I don't want to become one of those blogs that goes everywhere with gold chains and ankle length fur coats, but I'm enjoying myself way too much.  

How do you pimp your blog?

PS.  I can't stop trying to better my typing score... 

87 words

Touch Typing

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