I am obsessed with Sitemeter. For those of you who don't know, I see you.
This shouldn't freak anyone out. It doesn't mean I can see the contents of your hard drive or your mother's maiden name. It means I can see general things, like what country you sign on from and whether your use Windows XP or Mac OS X. And I can see when people "hit" my site while searching for some specific term. (In most cases this is random and meaningless, but occasionally it tells me a lot. For example, if a European is searching for my ex-boyfriend by the nickname I gave him, and then pores over the entries related to him, I assume this person is not his uncle or mother.)
Yesterday, someone in Egypt hit my blog while searching for blogs on Valentine's Day in Zamalek. That was so weird that I mimicked the search.
I found this. It was similar to my own blog entry for February 14th, and the blogger's photos show that he lives in the building with the "flat with a view."
Those are both funny coincidences, but not really that unusual.
But this... this is a good one.
I know this guy! I met him at a party in New York's Chelsea in 2002, given by the girlfriend of a man who was selling a condo in Jersey City, one I nearly put down an offer on.
Our email exchange then went something like this: "You're in Cairo? I'm in Cairo! You're in Zamalek? I'm in Zamalek!"
We're having coffee on Sunday.