giovedì 4 gennaio 2024

G, O, D, and The Happy Curmudgeon.

 Robert lay on the couch and held his violin back to front. He removed both the E string and the A string. He unwound his D string and put it where the A string had been. Then he took out a special string that Father Patrick had given him (for seven Hail Marys) and put it where the D string had been.

Father Patrick, giver of 
violin strings, in the name
of the Blessed Virgin.

He did a rough tuning and then he turned on Alexa.

"Tune my O string." he instructed the device.

"Tune my O string."

Alexa looked confused. "Can I do the D string first?" she asked.

"Okay, but then the O string." Robert replied.

Then Alexa did something she had never done before - she bullshitted.

"Okay, O string is in tune." she told Robert.

Robert 1722 16181523195 couldn't be sure because he had never heard an O string before. He had to take Alixa's word on this one.

* * *

Peter lay in bed and broke wind. Soon he would need to get up for an epiphany. He was unusually happy this morning because he had invented a new Curmudgeon. He giggled at the irony.


"He, he, while Richard was busy fighting with Italians and wrecking his tour business, I invented The Happy Curmudgeon. A grinning Curmudgeon! Sheesh!" 

He was a happy old man.

He got up and had an epiphany without dripping anything onto the floor.

"Time to get up and start writing!" he thought.

The Old Girl was in the office, so he made himself comfortable in the kitchen.

"Okay, I'd better use a happy background, maybe a sun or an apple tree, AND I'll need a smiling guy for the avatar. This is going to be such a hit!" 

* * *

Robert plucked his way through the 'Work Song' tune. The notes on the O string just didn't sound right. 

"Alexa, can you please check my O string again?"

"Sorry, but I'm busy turning lights on and off right now. Just try tightening it a bit. That should work."

"Well, okay, but I don't know its pitch and I don't want to break it by over tightening it."

"On, off, on, off, yeah, yeah, just turn the peg."

Robert had never heard Alexa sound so disinterested.

* * *

"Finished! The boys are going to love this! What dear? Yes, I've done the breakfast dishes and have checked my bathroom for any epiphany spills. I'm just getting ready to vacuum. Finished my new post too!"

"I hope you're not wasting time with that blogging again, Matey!"

"No way! [quietly] Sheesh!"

4 commenti:

THE CURMUDGEON ha detto...

My epiphany is getting dressed from pyjamas to shorts and tee shirt. I become a changed man.

Anonimo ha detto...

That's because you changed from your pyjamas into something else.

R (of RBB)

THE CURMUDGEON ha detto...

It's like doing a comedy gig or wine tasting at a Temperance convention.

THE CURMUDGEON ha detto...

I'm bored ....


Speaking of which I wrote a new post. This wasn't driven by my boredom or neediness for blogger post comments - no, it is to fulfil a needed market trading gap.

No need to thank me.