The traffic stats on this ’ere (slightly neglected) blog ought to tell you that I’m not a great threat – not yet, anyway – to eBay, Amazon or Wikpedia, so there’s no real need for me to conceive of posts that pad out the stats for ‘hits’ or ‘unique users’ or whatever currency people who need to know that kind of thing (me, once upon a time, although I didn’t, so blagged it) trade in these days.
Anyway, I, as a writer – in the Borgesian sense: someone who “measured other men’s virtues by what they had accomplished; yet he asked that other men measure him by what he planned someday to do” – prefer a wee bit of text during my browsing. (Apart from those sites, maybe. And those.) However, I’m not entirely averse to fairly gratuitous (if not stat-boosting) selections of images, and have a few mates who reckon I’d be better off sticking to that sort of thing wholesale.
So here’s a collection of well-timed photos that might release some low-level dopamine explosions in your noggin.