By Pentadact

Gone dark lately because a) I have a lot to organise, b) I have a lot to play, c) the next thing I was going to post I’m not sure I should post, and d) the thing after that would be about Spore again, and quite big. So here’s something quick and self-indulgent: stats!

• The seven feeds to which I am the only current subscriber on Google Reader (update! Cross-checked with Graham and Google Reader gives slightly different subscriber figures to different people. Nice one, Google!):

  del.icio.us/gonnas (Graham’s public bookmarks – seldom updated, but always worthwhile)

  Upcoming releases for last.fm user Pentadact (Soundamus – much-needed idea, but get cluttered with so many re-releases and embarrassing people I only listened to that one time that I might unsubscribe)

  James Comments (also three times more active than any other feed I’m subscribed to)

  roBurky (fairly infrequent, but all good stuff so far)

  1Fort Screenshot Gallery (I think more of Chris Livingston’s army of fans would be subscribed to his screenshots if they were aware it was possible)

  Comments on your photos (because Flickr’s homepage says “NEW comments!” even when I read them a week ago)

  Zeno’s London (my cousin’s blog, a literary agent and a great writer. It was great while it lasted, but he recently procreated so all content will likely be replaced with baby photos from now on)

• Among James readers – the only demographic I have stats on – Chrome is close to overtaking Internet Explorer. Already more people use it than Opera and Safari put together. Meanwhile, Firefox is as dominant among James readers as IE is among the internet at large: a huge 70% share.
   
• Eight people read James on their iPhones. One person reads it on his PS3. I applaud him.
   
• By a very narrow margin, most people reading this sentence have never been here before. ‘Sup?
   
• I have forty-three nearly-finished posts in my drafts folder.
   
• We’re coming up to three thousand comments. It’s hard for me to contemplate that without part of my brain prolapsing.