Still trying to piece together how blogger’s redirect service works. On some days, this blog has gotten stellar numbers passing through, from people clicking the “random” blog button. Of course, the button is hardly random. Two things I’ve noticed, my chances of receiving traffic are much higher if I post that day, and secondly, if I make multiple, long posts. This is rather critical to getting traffic, especially for a new blog like this.
All those people coming from Dig seemed to have been interested in the “went home with the waitress” title… and somehow, I don’t think they were searching for Warren Zevon’s song. But whatever, sex sells, and I’m not about to judge. In fact, I’m actually in the process of expanding my personal pin-up collection. What better incentive to cover the walls with scantily clad women in risqué poses (aside from male hormones), than a new apartment?
The search is actually quite difficult. If I wanted straight-up porn posters, I’d just go by the nearest sex-shop or visit some bookmarks. On the other hand, I would like the portrait of our young female to be somewhat suggestive… and the old-school WW2 cheesecakes aren’t doing it for me. So it’s off to find a middle ground. Man Ray’s work, visible in the upper right, is exactly the sort of thing I’m looking for, preferably more sultry, but equally classy.
If you’ve got any suggestions, drop a comment.
Remember, the idea is to put up a poster that won’t make the first female visitor throw up her hands in disgust. I’m all for misogyny, but only after the night is through.
See the two pictorial examples of good and bad above.