There's no such thing as bad publicity

I was on the phone with this little lady earlier, and at one point she said, "You know your blog is mentioned in Glamour this month, right?" I did not know my blog was mentioned in Glamour this month, since I'm not an avid Glamour reader. She hadn't mentioned it earlier because it was "kind of mean." She paraphrased while I giggled, and when we got off the phone, I set out in search of the issue.

The article is called, "Women Who Blog" with the subhead, "Are they self-absorbed exhibitionists? Groovy free spirits? Or just plain bored? Meet them and decide for yourself." My mention is as follows:

"According to the Blog Herald (yes, there's a Blog Herald), there are now more than 50 million blogs worldwide, with postings ranging from the mundane (e.g., on ModBlog: "I think I'll go to bed now. Or else see what's on TV") to, well, the even more mundane, such as, "I went to Duane Reade to pick up some toilet paper, kitty litter and paper towels" (thanks, BlindCavefish!)."

Now, I'm not upset by the mention. It's still a mention! In Glamour! I mean, if I'm going to put my life out there for the masses, some people are going to hate it. I understand that and I'm fine with that. But here's what I don't get. The original post she quotes is from September 5, 2004. I'm sure I've written equally mundane things that would actually be current right now. Couldn't she find a sentence like that in nearly every post? And why did she leave off the "Listerine and cigarettes" part at the end of the sentence? Really, I go to Duane Reade nearly every other day and write about it at least once a month. I've had less scintillating recent trips than that particular one of more than a year ago. I'm impressed that she'd risk her own life for this piece, reading through all of my archives when she could quite possibly have died of boredom.

At any rate, the mention certainly explains the spike in traffic I've gotten from people Googling the site. Thanks Julie Klam! Oh, and just so we're all clear, I blog because I'm a self-absorbed exhibitionist, and I'm okay with that.