Dialogue with my muse |
JOE: Good morning Calliope. CALLIOPE: Good morning Joe. I missed you yesterday. JOE: Sorry. I was anxious to take a peek at my new website and finally saw it yesterday morning. CALLIOPE: And? JOE: I discovered that it wouldn't do as posted. I thought I would try a quick fix and ended up spending most of the day revising it. CALLIOPE: How does it stand now? JOE: I'm still working on the revisions but think I have a good plan. We shall see. CALLIOPE: Did you spend every minute working on it? JOE: No. I went with Carol and some friends to a Michael McDonald concert last night at the Rochester International Jazz Festival. CALLIOPE: Did you enjoy the concert? JOE: Not in the least. It was the first time since I was eight that I so thoroughly bored and agitated by a concert. CALLIOPE: What was that about? JOE: I wish I understood it. Those who went with me agreed that his style was repetitious although it didn't seem to bother them like it did me. I thought he shouted everything and that all his songs sounded the same. I didn't like his rendition of the songs I recognized. CALLIOPE: Do you think it's just a matter of taste? JOE: I wish I knew. I don't like leaving a concert feeling the way I did last night. |