It's been a good week for me and my little blog. In a way, it's filled my heart with gratitude, and in another way, it's made me ruefully aware of how closely my feelings of self-worth are tied to this little piece of the Internet that I call home.
My little rant detailing my immense sadness over the death of Ronald Reagan, statesman, actor, armer of corrupt regimes the world over, enabler of the AIDS epidemic and lover of Nancy "Just Say No (Unless It's To Ronnie!") Reagan, garnered me a nice link at Cabbages and Kings and some high compliments on Dispatches From The Culture Wars, as well as a nice email from my friend at The Dust Congress.
My sadness over Ronnie's demise will be compounded tonight, as I sit in helplessly snarled traffic for hours and hours while his coffin, accompanied by a riderless horse symbolizing the deficit under his stewardship, rides willy-nilly hither and yon all over the city. I may even shed a tear.