Stat Counter Strike

Today I've had lots of free food. Pizza, chocolate cake, Better Than Sex cake, chocolate and peanut butter pie, and cheese dip. Yum.
But I'm sad. You see, my stat counter is on strike. It appears that some visitor from Singapore really pissed it off so royally that it walked off the job around 8 this morning. So other than a fellow blogger around 6am and Vincent around 5pm, I have no clue who has dropped by today. And I'm trying to figure out what to do. Do I fire the damn stat counter or negotiate it with it? Technology. Gotta love it.