Good people of the Internet, I have an announcement:
Julie — the Julie of A Little Pregnant — said that I was one of her favorite people inside the computer**.
I have arrived.
Julie, let's do lunch. We'll listen to Steely Dan and muse on their lyrics while drinking Kirschwasser from a shell (but there will be no San Francisco show and tell, as I've heard that the phrase means making out and/or gettin' busy. I'm flattered, but really — my San Francisco show and tells are reserved for Frank). I'll have my people call your people.
Curiosity question: Do you think of certain bloggers as having somewhat of a celebrity status? I don't mean people like Dooce who truly are celebrities. What I mean are people within our little nook of the blogosphere who have been writing for a while and have such a large following that when they've tracked little, tiny you back to your blog and left you some words, you feel extra-special.
Are there any who you wish you really could do lunch with?
I've been lucky enough to have Calliope and niobe as guests in my home and I fully admit to clapping and doing a little happy dance the first time each of them left comments here.
So tell — who are your personal blogger celebrities?
*One dozen free Big Ones to the first blogger who can tell me the song this line came from and the name of the band. No Googling allowed. We're working on the honor system here. If you win and you Googled and you choke on your cookies…well, you know why.
**Julie undoubtedly has lots of favorite people inside the computer, but as a long-time reader (but admittedly, a nearly full-time lurker) of her blog, her comment on my widdle bwog is worthy of a post of its own. Yes, I am kind-of a dork.