Articulate

I sent out 47 copies of my third-of-a-CD on Saturday from the General Post Office. By Monday, my DAMP had already received feedback from one addressee, an 82-year-old with a really-o, truly-o listing in the Internet Broadway Database. Not a long list of credits, mind you; but the number of people with any credits at all is teensy, compared to the mass of humanity. I won't name him, since he didn't say that his comments were "for attribution."

He was most complimentary, but the one remark that tickled me was that he thought my lyrics "articulate."

I feel just like Barack Obama.

Little does he know, but I wrote every single word of those lyrics while standing on my hinder legs!!