Erato at work

Erato (quite a busy muse) is working overtime lately after Valentine's Day.  She generally avoids that craziness.  Tonight, she has a slow, but noisy rain going on outside.  For a Friday night, that's pretty nice.  All of the world's lovers are delighted that the work week is over.  She advises: easy dinner (something you don't have to cook), a bottle of red (Zinfandel is nice), and a soft, cozy sofa or bed.  Turn on a movie and enjoy.  In the ancient Greek era, Erato may have recommended a night of star-gazing as opposed to the movie, but that wouldn't have worked at all well with the slow, noisy rain. What did the ancient Greeks do with a slow, noisy rain at night??  Anyone?

Muses in Mourning

It is with deep sadness that the muses express their sorrow over the loss of applause. In spite of their eons of experience and their elevated level of performance, they are deeply saddened that the human community is no longer satisfied with the reverent clapping of palms to express approbation and reverence to those artists who truly deserve that very action.  While watching an early morning network program, Muse 10 broke down into tears (she is often too expressive) with the onslaught of female "whooooooos" delivered at dangerous decibel levels.  The aformentioned "whoooooos" were expressed in response to such mundane performances of "and now it SNOWING in Vermont," or no less mundane: "and everyone in the audience will receive a free recipe for brownies."

Muse 10 restrains herself from pulling out the sacred hair clumps and chasing imaginary dust bunnies from the afternoon sunrays. 

This is no weightless matter here.  It may spell the demise of early morning and early afternoon programming.  No viewer with a mind can possibly overcome the insult, degradation, and appeal to bases as offered by the resounding "whooooooos." 

The MuseForce humbly askes that TV land return to a more restrained expression of appreciation that is in keeping with the event.  Whether it snows in Indiana or it rains in California must not insist that the audience (probably with coercion) respond with exceessive and obviously apocryphal enthusiasm. 

We hear the muses clapping their palms in dignified approval.  Not a "whoooooo" is heard. 

PAPARAZZI UPDATE!

Sources confess spotting Muse 10 and a masked male exiting a well-known New Orleans establishment.  St. Valentine and Cupid busy today.

Magical Muse Shoe

This photo displays the ultimate Muse Shoe inhabited by New Orleans Saints.  Naturally, the muses emit taste and intelligence: this shoe carries Hartley, the kicker for the Saints.  Word in the business is that the muses actually hand made the shoes he wore in the big game.  It is right and good that he is allowed passage on the official shoe from the Krewe of Muses. 

See the photo credits here .  Exceptional photography!  Inspired design! 

Paparazzi Update

All muses have gathered in New Orleans preparing for their annual parade, Thurday night.  Expect the ultimate in creative expression, irreverent humor, and spectacular throws.  Try to catch a sacred shoe.