Sunday, April 19, 2009

Audience Confusion

Lately, Melon Tours has been confused at what constitutes a "tour" and what thoughts or experiences are worth passing along, and to whom these musings might be passed along!

Melon Tour's writers have not resolved this dilemma but have decided to continue the blog with some old, benign, uninteresting words to fill the void until real tour insights can be defined.

Keep in mind that new "angles" are hard to find and that some "touring" has been on roads "well travelled." Nevertheless...



What is "quality?" Often referred to as verb it is nevertheless a noun and without a qualifier, or adjective, it has no substantive meaning.

Pirsig in "Zen, and the art of Motorcycle Maintenance" set out to create the metaphysics of quality -- to explain the connection among quality, morality, and reality. I read the book a couple of times. It has some interesting thoughts but never quite gets to a satisfactory conclusion. His search is interesting though.

Anyway, I spent a Saturday working on my motorcycle to great satisfaction. I enjoyed the quality time we spent together modifying and maintaining to a "form, fit, and function" of equal to, or better, than OEM specifications. You see, to adequately define a level of quality, one must have some kind of standard or specification.

Sometimes you just know it when you feel it and you have to proceed on faith!

Last Friday this group entered the St. George Temple -- Erin for the first time. It was nice. Afterward we retreated to Iggy's for dinner. We visited well into the evening. A good time was had by all (lots of "quality" time!).

5 comments:

Ashlie Dalton said...

Wait, is Erin getting married?? Was I supposed to have already known that? Maybe I just have pregnancy brain...

Seagull Dream said...

ashlie, she just got her endowments taken out.
looks like a fun family affair pap.

Lark said...

This cousin would enjoy seeing the temple photo close up.

Lincoln said...

Nature boy, that skeleton was not from abby or from the closet either. However, I'm thinking it was a close canine relative of hers. The skeleton dog went by the name of Abigale Johnson Huntington. So we don't know if she went naturally or not. She might have been on her way back from Sunset crossing trying to find a short-cut to "dear old Springville". Gave up the ghost!

Lincoln said...

I'd prefer not to see the picture close up thank you.