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End of the month, so a few easy (cheap) posts

First, very cool responses to my posts all over the place:

Mirror Up to Nature
http://mirroruptolife.blogspot.com/2007/07/fame-duration-and-quality.html

The Writing Life x3
http://writinglife3.blogspot.com/2007/07/fame-and-legacy-and-art-courtesy-of.html

(and possibly Matt, but I'm not sure)

and the earlier post on what makes music appealling to one person and not another:

Musing
http://musingsofamiddle-agedwoman.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-way-past-my-bedtime-but.html


It made me very happy--this is why I started doing this--for the interesting conversation.

Two of these people live quite close to me and in theory we could go sit somewhere (not Starbuck's) and have these discussions, but two of these people live nowhere near me.

I would like a few more readers and more that I read regularly, but I feel that some sort of personal introduction is needed than just, "Hey, I like your blog."

On the other hand, I would not want to be so popular that I was getting the pointless arguers. I make some semi-controversial statements (I don't think U2 is the best band in the world--things like that) and I have no need to have people come and tell me they think me stupid for that thought.

How dreary to be somebody!
How public, like a frog
To tell your name the livelong day
To an admiring bog!
--(excerpt from) I'm nobody! Who are you?, Emily Dickinson

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