40,000 Headmen (and -women)

Traffic are kind enough to reunite and provide the soundtrack. Image originally found here.

How very appropriate: a British band to play in honor of a British visitor, my 40,000th, who arrived on this virtual shore from Bristol late this morning. He stayed for 31 seconds--a short stay because, alas, a Google search for "films about depression" brought him to this post, which is about film but isn't terribly depressing. Ah, well. Sorry, gents.

Readership has increased dramatically here of late, due mostly to those posts about Barack Obama; but folks have found their way here while searching for Huckleberry Finn, Vermeer, Angus MacGyver. Velázquez, Odysseus, Cormac McCarthy (specifically, his interview with Oprah Winfrey), John Henry, Ali Farka Touré, "a foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds," and, yes (your correspondent is at least semi-hip, in case you had your doubts) Gorillaz. And, oh yes, lots and lots of disappointed visitors looking for a Meridian of very different sort. Ah, well.

I know most of those visitors flit past, see that what they're looking for isn't quite here, and move on. But it's been this blog's good fortune that some smart readers have stuck around and commented on occasion and, even better, returned, linked, and returned again and again. I write to please myself, still, but it's more than a little flattering that others find pleasure in what I write, too. Thank you.