"I want to be Seth Godin." I don't remember who I was talking to at the time, but those words just rolled right on out. It shocked me.

Fortunately, I was on the phone, and could use the fuzzy telephonic interface to gloss over the statement with a careless chuckle. But however I may deny it to others, I did actually say that. Ever since, I wonder what the hell I meant by it.

It's not because he's glamorous. Godin's routine and reserve are notorious. He doesn't even Twitter.

It's not because he's cute, unless you like the large-nosed, bald-pated look.

And it's not only because he's smart, since a whole bunch of people are smart. When asked who I would want to meet from...

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