The stats helper monkeys at WordPress.com mulled over how this blog did in 2010, and here’s a high level summary of its overall blog health:
The Blog-Health-o-Meter™ reads Wow.
A Boeing 747-400 passenger jet can hold 416 passengers. This blog was viewed about 6,500 times in 2010. That’s about 16 full 747s.
In 2010, there were 36 new posts, growing the total archive of this blog to 200 posts. There were 22 pictures uploaded, taking up a total of 2mb. That’s about 2 pictures per month.
The busiest day of the year was April 20th with 61 views. The most popular post that day was POEMS WITHOUT RHYME .
Where did they come from?
The top referring sites in 2010 were digg.com, healthfitnesstherapy.com, facebook.com, iphone5g.net, and en.wordpress.com.
Some visitors came searching, mostly for bitch slap, quantum apocalypse review, quantum apocalypse, necrosis movie, and quantum apocalypse movie review.
Attractions in 2010
These are the posts and pages that got the most views in 2010.
POEMS WITHOUT RHYME April 2010
Bitch Slap – Movie Review January 2010
….Welcome To Where Imagination Ends and Insanity Begins…. November 2008
Quantum Apocalypse – Movie Review January 2010
The Beacon – Movie Review February 2010
This story comes from Lynn in Louisiana.
Read it…. If you dare ……
Michael Jackson, the “King of Pop” who once moonwalked above the music world, died Thursday. He was 50.
Jackson died at UCLA Medical Center after being stricken at his rented home in Holmby Hills. Paramedics tried to resuscitate him at his home for nearly three-quarters of an hour, then rushed him to the hospital, where doctors continued to work on him.
One person can make a difference as we have seen in the life of Michael Jackson.
Michael Jackson meant many things to his family, friends and fans. He was a beloved entertainer, spokesperson, showman, father, friend, motivator, an artist who pushed the boundries of creativity.
Growing up in the 80’s and 90’s, I was one who was a die-hard fan of his music. People often underestimate the power of music, and the effect that it has on us. We sometimes forget how a great song with a feel-good message lifts us up, and makes us smile and remember the place we had the most fun dancing to it and with whom. There were times when his music brought joy, hope, inspiration to me when I needed it.
Michael Joseph Jackson was born Aug. 29, 1958, in Gary IN. He was 4 years old when he began singing with his brothers; Marlon, Jermaine, Jackie and Tito, in the Jackson 5. After his early success with bubblegum soul, he struck out on his own, generating innovative, explosive, unstoppable music.
His 1982 album “Thriller” which included the blockbuster hits “Beat It,” “Billie Jean” and “Thriller” is the best-selling album of all time, with an estimated 50 million copies sold worldwide.
Although Michael had experienced a level of success with the Jackson 5 and his solo album, Off The Wall, Thriller was the album that launched him into super-stardom, which not many of us can achieve.
Throughout the years, Michael had continued to push the boundries of creativity, with music videos such as Bad, Remember The Time, Liberian Girl, Ghosts, You Rock My World.
Jackson’s death brought a tragic end to a dazzling career, when he was popular music’s premier all-around performer, a uniter of black and white music who shattered the race barrier on MTV, dominated the charts and dazzled even more on stage.
At the time of his death, Jackson was rehearsing hard for what was to be his greatest comeback: He was scheduled for an unprecedented 50 shows at a London arena, with the first set for July 13.
He was the most exciting performer of this generation. Not since Fred Astaire had we seen such a brilliant entertainer.
Jackson ranked alongside Elvis Presley and the Beatles as the biggest pop sensations of all time. He united two of music’s biggest names when he was briefly married to Presley’s daughter, Lisa Marie, and Jackson’s death immediately evoked comparisons to that of Presley himself, who died at age 42 in 1977.
Billboard magazine editorial director Bill Werde said Jackson’s star power was unmatched. “The world just lost the biggest pop star in history, no matter how you cut it,” Werde said. “He’s literally the king of pop.”
Jackson’s 13 No. 1 one hits on the Billboard charts put him behind only Presley, the Beatles and Mariah Carey, Werde said.
Rest In Peace Michael.
As mentioned in a previous post; Starting in June, I will be showcasing some Urban Myths and Legends on YouTube, featuring some of the best Urban Legends of Russia and New Zealand.
My first project will be to revisit the town of Chapayevsk and do a short film in the Municipal Cemetary, as I explain the Legend of Elena, who reportedly roams the Cemetary.
The second Webisode will take place in Zhiguli mountains near Shiryaevo which is in the Samara region.
The Legend of Zoya is well known in the Samara region, so I will also be featuring this Urban Legend.
Going by Legends, on January 14, 1956, a young factory worker Zohi arranged a party. All who were invited had a partner to dance with but Zoya did not. Her fiance Nicholas did not come. Then she took out the icon of St Nicholas, and cried out: “As long as my Nicolas did not come I will dance with this Nicholas!” It is reported that she danced with the icon in her hands. Friends tried to stop Zoyu, but she said: “If there is a God, let him punish me.”
Suddenly they heard a thunder and lightning in the room. The other youth fled in fear. And when her friends returned, they saw Zoya standing in the middle of the room, paralyzed – almost stone-like, with the icon still in her hands.
For 128 days Zoya stood in the middle of the room. Crowds of people came from far and wide to witness the miracle.After 128 days, it is said that she woke up, repented and quietly died.
I have also heard that there are some great Urban Legends & Ghost Stories of St. Petersburg and Moscow, so coming in the Summer will be more Webisodes online.
AND as part of my Book Tour of Russia and New Zealand, I am giving one person in each country (Russia and NZ) the opportunity to be part of my “Dinner with an Author” experience.
The winner will get to have an evening with C.A.Milson which includes picked up at your residence, Dinner at a restaurant, followed by a Night Out on the town, an Autographed copy of The Chosen in paperback, and AS A BONUS: Be a featured Guest Host on my upcoming YouTube Project. The “Night with an Author” will also be broadcast on YouTube.
Two Runners up will each receive a $50 Gift Certificate.
RULES ON HOW TO ENTER: entry is OPEN to anyone. However, if the Winner does not reside in Russia or New Zealand, then that winner will receive a Gift Voucher for $100 to spend on Amazon.com.
Entry is OPEN to anyone in Russia and New Zealand.
To enter: Purchase the The Chosen direct from my web, leaving your contact name and details.
Urban legends thrive on people’s deepest fears — that our safe world can crack at any moment and a madman will change our lives forever. That alone is enough to give anyone some second thoughts about our everyday routine.
Legends and folklore tales range from the maniacal serial killer to the completely unexplained. Everyone loves scary ghost stories, when the days get shorter, the nights get longer — and imaginations run wild.
Chances are you’ll find many versions of these stories as they get passed on from person to person. Children have a tendency to twist the plots and make them fit their particular circumstances. The Halloween season seems to bring out the best of local urban legends, both old and new.
Many spooky stories are old classics from years past. They may not be the version you’ve heard, but that’s what makes it fun. The following legend may not suitable for young children or the faint of heart. If you’ve got nerves of steel, proceed with caution…
So get comfortable, dim the lights and read this account of a True Ghost Story and then decide for yourself. Did it really happen, or was it just a figment of someone’s imagination?
Now as I have visited Chapayevsk before, I knew that there some horror stories to this city, as it is a city that is on the brink of ecological disaster. It has even been said that the mayor of Chapayevsk has considered relocating everyone to a new city and have Chapayevsk declared a quarantine zone. But the disasters did not happen in recent years, as this story will unfold.
The following is an account that was told to me by a good friend in Samara, who was told this story by her mother, who has witnessed the strange happenings in Chapayevsk. The story involves the only daughter of a farmer in Chapayevsk, who fell in love with a local factory worker during WW2.
It was known that Chapayevsk operated a chemical weapons plant during the Great Patriotic War, and during the War, it was known that many people had fatal accidents or died in that factory, either due to toxic poisoning, chemical fires or other unexplained circumstances.
Elena was a beautiful young woman in her twenties and was betrothed to Alexey Basanov, who worked at the chemical plant. Tragedy fell this young couple though, as reports attest that there was a chemical fire at the plant, and Alexey was one of the many victims that died, just some days before they were to be married.
Unable to cope with the loss of her only love, Elena threw herself infront of a train, wearing the long, white gown that was made for her wedding day by her grandmother.
Elena was buried in the Municipal Cemetery. Witnesses claim that Elena did not pass into the other world because they have seen her ghost roaming the cemetery, and walking along the train tracks, where she died, on numerous occasions.
The first claims of her sightings began back in January 1952, ten years after her death. Since the first sightings, it is said that her ghost appears searching for her lost love.
Whether she finds Alexey in this life or the next is a mystery, but nonetheless it seems that Elena does not want to be forgotten.
When I heard this story I went to Chapayevsk to see if these rumors were indeed true. Needless to say, my own visit to the Municipal Cemetery is something I will not forget in a long time. Although I did not physically see the ghost of Elena, I can attest that I did feel an eerie presence in that cemetery. Whether it was her spirit or not, that is for you to decide.
One thing is for sure, Chapayevsk has many ghost stories waiting to be uncovered
Now it’s is up to you, the reader to decide for yourself.