Yesterday a fellow blogger posted that he’d just hit 300,000 visitors to his blog which for quite a new blogger is a great result. As time goes on, unless you are making money out of your blog, you stop counting hits and trying to work out what gets them higher. I’ve noted visitor number milestones in the past but not for some time, so today I went and added the hits on the previous and current incarnations of Aussielicious.
In four years and four months roughly I’ve had over 6 million hits. I’m not quite sure how it’s happened to be honest and I’m quite stunned. The public nudity challenge and my photo nude on the steps of the opera house back in the beginning certainly got my blog noticed, especially when Fleshbot linked it.
To everyone who keeps coming back day after day and to everyone that stumbles across the blog from time to time, thank you very much for all the support, comments, constructive feedback and even tough love you’ve shown. Admittedly there have been times when I think, can I keep doing this? Do I want to keep doing this. Well, the answer is yes. I love the interaction it provides. So, stay tuned!
A comment from a reader who emailed me overnight, without realising, tipped me off that I’ve been nominated for a Bloggie Award! This is the oscars of Blogging and I had no idea I’d been nominated. To whoever nominated me in the Best GLBT Blog category, I am very flattered and thrilled!
If any of you feel so inclined, please head over to the Bloggies Site and scroll across til you see the GLBT category and vote for me! Thank you so much!
For some time, a couple of other bloggers I know and myself have had suspicions about the validity of the identity of blogger Kosmo Krator or as I had heard him called, Pete Trippy. Turns out he is really a 44 year old man called John McKeage, not a 20 something Rugby Union loving bit of beef.
It turns out many had fallen prey to McKeage’s scheming, believing his sob stories about being robbed and even sending him money. The photos he’d used were hot, but hadn’t been updated in ages before a new batch arrived, that looked quite different. Tonight a facebook friend, who also had the same suspicions sent me a link to a facebook group devoted to suspicions about his identity. Now surfaces this article telling the whole story. I have never understood identity theft.
On the very smart suggestion of a reader yesterday, I have created an Aussielicious Facebook page so you can all follow the Project365 challenge which will be updated on there. Thanks for the suggestion! I haven’t worked out how best to utilise the facebook page as yet, it’s only 10 am, only one coffee in and I’m sitting here naked wondering what to do with my day. I need to hit the gym and the supermarket, but they will require me to get dressed too.
So it’s now just after 11.30 pm on Monday night and I’m still at work, just gone 15 hours and counting. Still at least a couple more I think. It would seem odd I know, to spend some time blogging when I’m here this late but I have to wait for big posters to print, then trim them so there are lulls in activity which makes it even more tedious. I finally officially organised our internet at home today. It won’t be fully up and running for a little bit. It’s hard to believe that it can take so long but it does. Oh well, in the mean time I’ll do what I can.
We still haven’t decided which internet provider we are going to go with for the new apartment, which is why I haven’t been blogging this week but I turned the computer on this morning and we seem to be able to “borrow” some wireless internet from someone nearby. Yay!
So I apologise for the break in transmission but we are up and running again. The move went really well. Some of my new flatmate’s friends helped us move the furniture last Saturday which meant we had everything in by 1pm and we were pretty much unpacked by 6 that evening, followed by several (read too many) drinks out that evening.
It’s taking some getting used to the new living arrangement. I’d been at the last place for so long that you knew what annoyed other people and you could read their moods and know when to leave them alone. That takes a bit of time but I know I’ll get there with A. He’s a really nice guy and I’m hoping a good influence with my eating habits as he’s very health conscious.
It seems that people (or specifically one person) are making assumptions about the end of my dating with Irishman. I had a comment from someone calling themselves “Irishman 2″ who has jumped to the conclusion that I won’t compromise on a single thing about a partner and that I ended the romance because “The One” didn’t fall into my lap.
“Bullshite
Your always on about not having a BF, you should of made it work, its like everything else in this world, you need to work at it.
You are expecting the “One” to be handed to you on a friggen plate.”
Sure, I think all romantics like myself would love Prince Charming to gallop up on his perfect steed and for it to all be happily ever after, but I am also realistic and know that compromise and discussion are crucial to a relationship. Where your statement falls over “Irishman 2″ is that it wasn’t my decision to stop dating. Irishman has gone through a hell of a time over the past 8 months or so losing a family member to violent crime, a previous relationship crumbling around him due to mental illness (not his) and substance abuse and on top of that he’s trying to maintain a new business and working 7 days a week. So I’d kindly ask you to take your ignorance and leave it at the door.
I’ve watched my parents work very hard to maintain their marriage of 39 years and I’ve watched others work twice as hard and still not be as lucky. So to imply that I “should of made it work” which should read “Should HAVE”, is based on absolutely no knowledge of the situation.
I had a comment on the blog last night from someone that made me realise we all look at things very differently with our own perceptions colouring the way we see the same world in different ways.
The commenter went to great lengths to tell me that even though he’s been reading the blog for some time that he thinks I don’t share much of myself. He knows that I like social nudity and that I do Poll dancing (his spelling mistake not mine) and that was about it. I find it interesting that he can think I don’t share much when many others have told me that I am much more open and revealing than they could ever be. I’ve shared about my aspirations in life, my loneliness about being single, my counselling, dramas with work and money over the last few years and lots of things. I don’t share much about my family because they haven’t made the choice to blog, I have and it’s not fair of me to detail their lives without their consent.
Do you think I share too much or share not enough? I’m curious. It probably won’t influence what I post but I’m intrigued.
One of my favourite bloggers of all time Tony of LargeTony fame has once more taken up the mantle of witty, insightful and beautiful blog writing at his new location West of Mayberry. It’s a fresh and shiny new blog so there’s not a lot there right now but Tony has such a way with words that you’ll enjoy the posts that are already there.
Thank goodness that’s over. I’m not entirely sure what that was all about but apparently the server people thought there was some security issue so they turned off Aussielicious. It’s all resolved and we are back up and running. Thanks to everyone for the nice emails showing concern.
Not being able to blog myself or access my blogroll of my favourite blogs for a few days made me realise just how much I enjoy doing this blog! I’m not going anywhere and if or when I do decide to end Aussielicious, I’ll let you know, I won’t just turn it off like that!
I know that people read this blog for a bunch of different reasons but mostly it’s the naked men that get people in. I’m curious as to how often you all come and read Aussielicious?
Every now and then I come home to a package sitting waiting for me. Tonight was one of those nights. A reader of this blog had very very generously bought me a copy of Francois Rousseau’s book “Amor Causa” which is quite a striking, yet unusual book.
It’s a photography book that is full of religious themed photography shot around Rio. Not being a religious person, I don’t know all the references but the photos are so beautiful with Francois’ stunning lighting and gorgeous compositions.
Thank you very much to the reader that bought me the book, and all the other readers that have generously opened up their wallets for me!
I had a meeting after work yesterday that will not only result in me supplementing my income, but will also result in some very cool content for this blog and some great opportunities for me working with a company that I really respect and feel very enthusiastic about.
After the meeting I went and saw a play at Darlinghurst Theatre, called Blowing Whistles. It’s all about the demise of a ten year gay relationship when one partner enthusiastically and dishonestly embraces the open-ish nature of their relationship. The guy that plays the bit of trade that is the catalyst for the break up walks in and soon after comes back onto the stage completely naked. To say there were audible gasps would be an understatement. I’d say the actor is about 23 and surely owes someone some body fat. He was so ripped, like a lot of us were at that age, but had more muscle than I had at that age. A little blonde pocket rocket, he was beautiful. His character was supposed to be white trash, straight but bi curious and butch. That’s where it kinda fell down for me. He walked out naked, and while a beautiful sight, there aren’t many straight acting blokes who shave/wax their entire pubic region, and have a flawless, seamless spray/sunbed tan and blonde highlights.
Three years ago today, I posted my first post on Aussielicious in it’s original incarnation. Very shortly after I started the public nudity challenge and things went crazy. Every since, this blog has been a labour of love with 2,222 posts, countless comments and emails, thousands of cocks, bums, boys and bits and pieces.
The response I’ve had from everyone from the far reaches of the planet has been amazing. While there has been some negative comments, by a very long way, the feedback, emails and comments has been overwhelmingly positive. People have bought me presents and said thank you in lots of ways, but for me the most satisfying and unexpected emails are the ones where people have said my little corner of the blogosphere has kept them entertained while going through cancer, helped them come to terms with their sexuality and inspired them to come out to their family! Incredible.
Aussielicious has also brought about some incredible experiences and opportunities for me. I’ve done a modelling shoot for Aussiebum, given a public talk about blogging at the Mardi Gras festival and interviewed some amazing people. I can’t wait to see what else is in store for myself and Aussielicious and it’s readers. Bring on another three years. Thank you all for being part of it and making it so much fun.
I realised last week that Aussielicious is about to have it’s third birthday which means the Brenton that you all know, Aussielicious Brenton, in a way is turning three. I’m pretty open and honest on this blog and the Brenton that you are reading is basically the real Brenton. Obviously there is some editing that goes on. You’d all die of boredom if I wrote down the dull bits and pieces that fill my every day.
Aussielicious hits three tomorrow. I’ll be posting a message and a video tomorrow in honour of the occasion. Of course, I thought the photos above would be appropriate. Now if there are any gorgeous naked buff men that want to jump out of a cake naked for the birthday, don’t hesitate. Birthday messages scrawled on naked flesh are also welcome!
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