December 20, 2004
A word from the employed.
“We have no problem funding your web site, Frank. Of all the chicken farmers operating web sites, yours has the most impressive cluck-through rate.”
20 minutes left.
Google is simply one of the most amazing pieces of technology on the planet. I refer to it as one entity because, in fact, it is. At least, that’s what I would call it if *I* was the lucky guy who got to sit behind the power that is: hundreds of thousands of servers scrambling through several library-of-congresses every second. And I’d be getting paid a lot of money.
For now, I’ll just have to marvel at it’s magnificence and pick up the scraps it leaves for lowly small businesses along the way.
I’ve been working on our search engine placement and keyword advertising all day. That’s really why I’m talking about Google, I’m not in love with it or anything.
It’s a lot of work. So far today we have like… 3 clicks on the new keywords today…but I don’t know which ones, or where they came from. Google knows…it just won’t tell me.
Basically, Adam is my new best friend. He signed up for my free flat screen (link). I think I’m gonna do something special like a lottery for all the people that help me get it. $50 bucks cash or something, eh? eh? Anyone in? Well do it then.
Peace out, player. (i watched garden state again this weekend…i still hate the ending…)
