Marching In

With March winds whistling through the windows' screens, Sunday demands that we hunker down for the last legal gumbo of the year. We can still have gumbo in the summer; it's just not  as legal.

Composting

Few things are as satisfying as harvesting home-made compost. All of the tomato wastes, potato peels, onion skins, autumn leaves, and grass clippings sift through the fingers as rich, moist planting medium.  From that will come potatoes, onions, tomatoes planted with care in the compost. The grass will take care of itself, and so will the leaves.

The muses are livid

We here at the MuseForce are pondering the assignment of a muse to those in charge of the use of money as a stimulus for education--or jobs for that matter.  One district school finds it necessary to fire one regular education teacher and one special education teacher for the next school year.  That's understandable in a staggering economy. 

What doesn't sit right; however, is the fact that each classroom in that school will receive at least one top of the line computer and one Promethean Board setup.  Also included in expenses is a $250,000.00 concession stand for the football field.  Most likely, all of those Promethean Boards easily replace the value of a human teacher.  Without a doubt, the concession stand will raise standardized test scores exponentially.  After all, in the race to the top, the apex is the highest test score.  With only a few teachers left, the attached salary compensations for high student performance should cost very little.

Now why didn't some clever muse come up with this earlier???  (Maybe because they are clever?)

Muse for Money? Apply within . . .

Muses should start modernizing their inspirational repertoire. They may be slacking (and we risk opprobrium from the dainty ladies) in certain areas that need their input. For instance, banking. Banks tend to forget that customers have brains, too. A good number of those brains may wish to be inspired to save their money within a banking institution. We don't refer to offers of loans or credit card rewards or free ice chests for opening an account. What appears to be missing is the inspiration that banks might inspire with highly knowledgeabe sales people (often misnamed "relationship bankers").

You see, one of the MuseForce has been shuffled from office to office over the last 7 months.  Never has the "relationship banker" been the same person. Divorce is far too inevitable in banking relationships it appears. Even with the ephemeral one-day relationship, the "relationship banker" seems to have to make frequent calls to "special services" or the "legal department" before embarking on any activity with the relationshipee (read customer).  Of course, with each new return visit--and new relationship banker--the wheel must be reinvented.

Which muse should shoulder this monumental responsibility??  Anyone???  Didn't the Vikings have some expertise here?

Certified Muse

Whenever muses or people need to get a faucet changed, they must not forget that the plumber submit an insurance certificate with the faucet's owner named and certified as an additional insured.  One muse had to inform someone that homeowner's insurance rarely covers workers providing a service for a fee. So each time the cable guy shows up to adjust something, call for the papers.

The MuseForce is at a loss as to which muse should be assigned the job of informing the public of lurking threats to home and property. Perhaps, Urania. She governs the stars. Yeah, she may win the title.

More on this later.