The college-educated 25-35 year old single male is the most sought after consumer demographic. He's trendy, affluent, confident, independent, aggressive, influential, and not just savvy, but Internet savvy. A well-sexed stallion, the young, unmarried man stands proudly with the world at his feet, a banquet feast that is his for the asking. When something he sees stirs his desire, he takes it.

Enter from stage left, yours truly: a random, if not unusual, specimen of American society's most powerful consumer demographic. Though versed with a fine historical perspective of Roman Fingers, he hasn't employed them in a long while. What a damning fate for a sensitive, new age guy... patron of public radio, admirer of the vulpine G-spot, and lover of fine wine, nature, and music.

In the spirit of the mood meters seen on LiveJournal and other weblogs, and given the bleakness of my current situation, I wanted to provide a mechanism for readers and the unwary visitor to get a quick synopsis of recent developments. To that end, I've implemented the Windsock Action Meter.

The concept is simple. The shape of most windsocks bears a striking resemblance to the male sexual organ. By a freakish coincidence, there is a direct relationship between windspeed and a windsock's appearance, ranging from peacefully flaccid to stunningly erect. The degree of erectness in the windsocks displayed on my weblog give an overview of recent activity. For example:

This sad specimen means I'm about to give up, and am probably considering castration to save myself years of frustration.

Perhaps I'd have better luck batting for the other team.

Baseline... status quo... day in, day out. Watchful, hopeful, yet reticent.

A prospect looms on yonder horizon...

Success is imminent!

Open a bottle of bubbly and toast to my good fortune!