Yours portly uploads a bunch of content to YouTube. Most of those videos only get a handful of views.
A couple of weeks ago, I looked at “sleeper hits,” the videos that did better than I thought they would (which, to be honest, is every video). Today, I’m looking at videos that did as poorly as expected. In doing so, I’m hoping you, dear reader, can help give these little compositions the love they deserve.
Yours portly uploads a bunch of content to YouTube. Most of those videos only get a handful of views (other than the shorts of Murphy, which usually garner a few hundred views).
Sometimes, though, for inexplicable reasons, one of my musical compositions—which usually clock views in the single digits, or maybe in the 20s-30s—will take off and get a (relatively) large amount of engagement. That still might only translate to a 100 views or so, but it’s always fun when it happens.
So this week, I’m looking at some “sleeper hits” in this installment of YouTube Roundup.
Okay, yours portly is behind the eight-ball a bit with the blog, so here is a super quick edition of Phone it in Friday, in which I sing ABBA to my dog, Murphy, while putting on my shoes. It has some real Mr. Rogers vibes to it.
Happy Friday!
—TPP
Well, I’m back to the grind. Who knows what fresh miseries I am currently enduring?
Fortunately, dear readers, you get to watch videos of my fat bull terrier, Murphy!
This week I’ve got Murphy attempting to eat peanut butter and giving potentially lethal kisses:
Murphy is back in the spotlight with this week’s edition of Phone it in Friday/YouTube Roundup. I haven’t been churning out low-quality content as much lately (unless you include my rambling scribblings on this blog), so I’ve just got a couple of Murphtastic vids to share.
On deck: Murphy meets classic rock, and drifts between planes of consciousness:
Yours portly has been pretty lazy this past week. Sure, I taught some lessons and have been rehearsing for a gig with my musician friend Sarah in August, but otherwise I’ve been losing myself in Civilization VI and lounging like a French duke living on welfare. I mean, I also finished composing an album this past weekend, but by my standards, I’ve been loafing like a senior before graduation.
So, in the spirit of churning out a blog post with minimal effort and maximum returns, I’m sharing some of my recent YouTube shorts. These do not feature my lovable dog, Murphy, so your mileage may vary.
Videos this week feature a dusty windowsill covered in toys; yours portly LARPing as a hobo; and a twist on the Nativity:
After a bit of a dip in views, Murphy is starting to earn his keep again with the latest round of Murphtent (Murphy content). Considering I feed, bathe (sometimes), clothe (not really), and shelter her, the least she can do is get strangers to gawk at her lazy antics on YouTube… right?
Well, it turns out yours portly can only come up with so many ways to narrate his dog sleeping, so I just have two Murphy videos this week—but they’re good. Finger lickin’ and grass eatin’ good!
It seems that Murphtent (Murphy content) on my humble YouTube channel is no longer putting up the big numbers like it once did, and subscribers have settled in around 143 (at the time of writing—Wednesday, 15 May 2024). It’s also difficult to come up with new ideas for videos about a dog who basically eats, sleeps, eats grass, sleeps in a different position, eats poop, sleeps some more in some other weird spot, and complains about not getting enough to eat. Still, she’s a cutie pie, and I love her chunkiness to death—-even if she doesn’t make me Internet rich.
That said, Murphy continues to be a source of adorable haughtiness in a world full of bad news and bad ideas. This week, I’ve got Murphy sleeping in an odd position; Murphy trying to play it cool; and Murphy sleeping in a cute way.
My fat dog Murphy is the gift that keeps on giving. Well, actually, she’s a huge drain on my financial and temporal resources, but, hey, who can put a price tag on love?
But back to that gift giving comment. Murphy does bring in the views to my YouTube channel, which—like most of my artistic endeavors—would probably be a massive flop if I didn’t have a cute, sassy, ornery dog to showcase to the content-hungry masses.
So, here are the three latest editions of Phone it in Friday featuring my lovable, stinky bull terrier, Murphy:
Happy Sunday—and Viewing!
—TPP
Other Lazy Sunday Installments:
The Murphtent (Murphy content) on my humble YouTube channel has really helped the channel grow. Unfortunately, I’ve been stalled at about 126 subs (at the time of writing) for about a couple of weeks. Perhaps you, dear readers, can make some magic happen? Wouldn’t it be glorious for yours portly to be monetizing his fat dog by the end of the year? All it takes is 500 subs and 3000 (!!!) watch hours. I’m sure some of you know 500 people with unlimited free time, hmmm? I know for a fact that several of my readers have nothing but free time. Get to watchin’!
In all seriousness, here is what to expect this week: Murphy ensconced in pillowy comfort; Murphy sunbathing; and a special guest appearance by my dad’s dogs (and my unfortunate father) at a local graveyard—spooky!:
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