While going through some old boxes, looking for my kazoo, I found
the written record, taken by me, of an unfortunate
incident at my first rented flat in San Francisco in 1985
***
6 a.m.
House-mate awakens
feeling violently ill.
***
6:15 a.m.
Woken by his cries,
I immediately
fall back to sleep.
***
6:30 a.m.
Woken, again, by
his cries, I rush
to the kitchen,
and fix myself
a heaping burlap
satchel of waffles.
***
06:45 a.m.
I call the doctor.
***
07:30 a.m.
Doctor arrives,
rushes to
the kitchen,
and
fixes himself a
heaping burlap
satchel of waffles.
***
08:30 a.m.
Doctor goes to House-mate’s room.
Sends in a canary.
***
11:59 a.m.
Canary returns
with a renewed
sense of pride,
an olive branch,
and a
heaping burlap
satchel of waffles.
***
12:01 p.m.
Doctor administers medicine
***
12:02 p.m.
House-mate feels better
***
12:03 p.m.
House-mate dies.
***
12:30 p.m.
Doctor composes the Magic Flute
***
12:45 p.m.
Austrian Deluxe singer Falco records ‘Rock Me Amadeus’.
***
1:00 p.m.
George runs out of ideas for time-line bit.
***
1:03 p.m
George begins working on next bit.
***
finis
.
.
.
t r e f o l o g y 
A hilarious and sad tale
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It’s not that sad, really. At 12:04 my house-mate arrived in heaven, got his wings, met his dead relatives and fixed himself a heaping burlap satchel of waffles. So, all is well. Thank you, Sadje
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😂😂😂
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You cruel man…….
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Truth be told, he played his music very loud. Thanks, Don
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Had it coming to him then inconsiderate sod. I hate loud music from neighbours too……..
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Did you find your kazoo?
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As some-times happens, the kazoo was in my hand the entire time. Thanks for reading, Bob
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For years I wasn’t sure who the composer of The Magic Flute was. Now I know!
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It’s an age-old argument, was it Mozart or some heretofore unknown fictional doctor from a blog post. Thanks, Neil.
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The canary sing for its supper? Or was that breakfast?
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The canary mostly ate out, so i am assuming it paid cash. Besides, a canary with a credit card? Unheard of back then. Thanks, Pam.
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LOL This was fun. :D
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Thank you, K.
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The lost idea, or the next bit
1:02
George opens old box
Finds kazoo
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It could be the kazoo doesn’t want to be found. Thanks, E. Sum
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Maybe kazoos sometimes just want to vant to be alone, you mean?
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(1) I once ate an awful waffle. It didn’t have that burlap satchel aroma that I always crave.
(2) So where is the canary now? Somewhere in the islands?
(3) The hand that rocks the cradle belongs to Amadeus? I prefer Rebecca De Mornay.
(4) True story: When my aunt became pregnant years ago, I suggested she name the boy Wolfgang. My aunt’s married name is Green.
(5) I suggest you go back in time and correct this whole house-mate situation. Do you wish to borrow my DeLorean? I just overhauled the flux capacitor, so it’s ready to go.
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Haha Great! Thanks, David.
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[…] The time-line — t r e f o l o g y […]
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Thanks, David
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You are such a strange fellow. :P
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Why thank you, B.
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Any time, G. :)
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Waffles for the win!
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Always. Thanks, Ford.
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A very hilarious tale!
12:28pm Doctor is sued by house-mate’s family for administering medication instead of waffles.
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Is there nothing waffles cannot do? Thanks, MM
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I believe Tolstoy used a similar approach to writing. Nice work Geo. R.
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I am not surprised. We used to hang out. Thanks, B.
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7:10 pm Janny reads Trefys post. Flabergahusted eats heaping burlap satchel of waffles.
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Haha That is hilarious, Janny. Thanks.
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I made you smile; my mission is done. *tips hat*
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How weird! I live on waffles. That’s all I eat! Along with the occasional apple. And bacon, of course. :)
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Sounds good to me. Thanks, Stacey
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I waffled before deciding to serve this, but it’s not too syrupy, so I think you can stomach it:
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As I always say, if the song has “George” in the title then I will listen. Though, truth be told, I have not said that many times. Thanks, MM
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What did I just read? Lol
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I am not certain either. In Mac’s Opinion I would say, “Greatness” but of course, I am not Mac. Nevertheless, thanks for reading!
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Crazy and delightful!
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Thank you!
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Are Doctors still using canaries on house calls?
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Oh great. Now I’ve gotta have waffles.
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Waffles done well (i.e., thin and very crispy) are one of my favorite things, but so few restaurants do waffles any other way but big, soft and fluffy. People don’t know what they are missing. Thanks, SS
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