crow does not taste like chicken

Dear Mr. President,

Thank you very much for including increases for library funding in your budget for this year. We really appreciate it and am sure we will spend it wisely. Please thank your lovely wife as well, as I'm certain this is just what she wanted for a Valentine's Day present. I'm confident that this gift comes with no strings attached, for which we are grateful. You know better than anyone that libraries are absolutely essential to democracy. Free, unbiased, private access to information is one of the many things that make this country great. Through this gift, you have shown us that you are one of us.

Thanks again, Mr. President! We are truly indebted to you.

Sincerely,
Someone who doesn't believe this is going to make it out of Congress intact


My mother always told me that writing a thank you note is very important.
I think, given that she's a former librarian, she'd be proud.

I'm not going to talk about Gonzales. Or rioting. Or Coretta Scott King. Or the budget. I'm bored with myself thinking about it so it certainly won't make for an interesting post. Instead I've been mulling over why I love Jeff Tweedy's lyrics, but not his poetry. And what I'm going to think about The Silver Jews concert (uh, anyone pay these people for those tickets yet?) compared to how much I adore David Berman's poetry. It's all still marinating and quite honestly I'm not ready to go into more detail until after the concert (and after I write a little something about Eugene O'Neill..and why I don't want to be a theatre director...ahem), but I'm intrigued by the distinction between an excellent lyricist and an amazing poet. Even when I read Tweedy's lyrics on a page I'm sometimes underwhelmed and yet give me the whole package and suddenly he's my mythological husband. And don't get me wrong, I'm very excited about The Silver Jews concert, but I'm mostly excited to see someone whose poetry I consider to be top-notch.

I'm a poetry groupie.
Lord.


A little explaination regarding the title of this post:
It's lesbian frogs.

It's a play on words.
Get it?