What Google Analytics Tells Me

Well, now Etsy has enabled their sellers to have a new obsession. It's google analytics. This is a tool meant to help analyze your business, but alas, it's a tool that's driving me nuts.

Now rather than, has anybody bought anything today??? I find myself asking:

-how many people were at my site today?
-how long did people stay on my site?
-where are the people from that are looking at my site?

and, the most amusing and frustrating: "what key words did people enter to find me?"
This is amusing because people have searched for things like "amelia earhart hat", "felted wool" and "soap deli" and found my shop. hmmm, interesting.
But the frustrating key words are the ones that tell me somebody out there doesn't want to buy my stuff, they want to make it; "how to cut recycled records" and "make buckle with resin and jar lid" made me a bit defensive. Now the cutting records, okay, I'm not the first or the last for that, but I am the only one that I've ever seen make a belt buckle out of a jar lid.

End of rant.

Here are a couple of my latest creations, try not to copy them, it just pisses me off. :)

I was Tagged (delayed reaction)

tagged...

I was tagged by Holly of Holly's Diner / HollyDoodle / HollyDoodads fame. I'm finally getting around to playing. (I always lost at tag)

Here are the rules:

1. Link to the person that tagged you, and post the rules on your blog.
2. Share 7 random and/or weird facts about yourself.
3. Tag 7 people at the end of your post, and include links to their blogs.
4. Let each person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.

So here it goes...

Random/weird (possibly embarassing?) facts about ME:

1. In elementary school I performed a dance routine in a talent show... on a pogo stick to the song "Bare Necessities" from the Jungle Book.

2. I have never been stung by a bee. Consequently I'm terrified of them.

3. My birthmark starts in the white of my eye and works it's way up through my hair, kind of like the hawaiian islands. (good thing I'm not bald) My sister used to make fun of it when she french braided my hair.

4. I had a pet rabbit named Bruce when I was in high school. He would follow me around, jump up on my lap, and even chased cats out of the yard. (and he liked to eat Lucky Charms and grape kool-aid)

5. I'm allergic to cats, but I have two. I believe you can develop immunities to your allergies if you deal with them all the time.

6. I once got lost at Disneyland. I was with my campfire girl troup (okay that part is embarassing enough) and I stopped to look at some flowers and when I looked up the group was gone. I went to the next ride that we had talked about going on and they never showed up. I was found by a couple that had rode up with us (someone's uncle I think) and they bought me ice cream. The group went on two rides without me before they realized they were one kid short. Apparently, even though I was a good head taller than everyone else, I was easily overlooked. Yeah, whatever, I didn't want to go on the stupid submarine ride anyway...

7. I can wiggle my nose and my ears.

Since Holly has already tagged most of the people I know with blogs, (thanks Holly) I'm taqging some more of the IIW team: fran with homemadeoriginals, Pixie with pheartsb, Amber of Refinerii, Hattie of monochromed, Silvia of svsoaps, and a couple of other etsy sellers my sister freakyoldwoman, and a fellow vinyl artist; Amanda of vinylrocksmyworld