Well, only seven months after its foretold resurrection, J. Cart. Overanal. just hit a milestone. As you may have noticed, the counter down there just passed 99984 hits. This is amazing. Though, we personally prefer to use the ternary system because it sounds a lot more impressive to say that we just passed 12002011010 hits. The reason for the insecurity and radix inflation becomes apparent once we examine the statistical breakdown:
- 46% of the hits were from people accidentally stumbling across the site after doing a search using some permutation of the terms “
bestial
,” “sex
,” “Lilo and Stitch
,” and “porn
.” (O, how we wish this were not true.) We are not sorry to disappoint these people. - 22% of the hits were from tubegliders, which, as you know, are semi-aware lines of Perl code which traverse the Internet hyperlink by hyperlink and node by node, gathering data and observing binary patterns at the bidding of The Master.
- 14% of the hits were due to people searching specifically for “
President Truman eating an excessive purple sandwich
,” which brought them directly to this post. - 12% of the hits were from ghosts.
- 6% of the hits were due to actually interested readers.
Of that meager 6 meaningful %, only approximately 0.02% contributed to the site by sending in articles or links. That’s right: this statistical exercise has turned into a finger-wagging exercise in projected, collective guilt. Fortunately, this site obeys a homeopathic principle, so those very few submissions we received made the entire site super awesome.*
But we will not dwell on the past. “Go West, young man!” said John Soule in 1851. A more apropos quote would have been “Go and start publishing video game over-analyzations, young man!” And so, following Mr. Soule’s sage advice, this is what we shall do.
Furthermore, as you may have noticed, we have been trying to include more editorial commentary, whether in the body of the article or in the comments themselves. We hope this will help spark discussion. Perhaps with reasoned discourse we can finally settle the question of whether Ookla the Mok was from Kashyyyk or Butte, Montana.
Finally, thank you! to all of the readers out there both loyal and treacherous. We are thrilled that a simple college hobby has ballooned into a simple post-graduate hobby, and those of you who have shown support have made the entire endeavor worthwhile.
*This statement has not been evaluated by the Food and Drug Administration. This product is not intended to diagnose, treat, cure, or prevent any disease.