Friday, December 30, 2005

Free the Naughty Gnomes...


This edition of my blog is about gnomes. Specifically the Naughty Gnomes who live in my building. But before I begin and explain what I'm talking about I'd like to give credit to an amazing artist, Chad Walker who drew the image to the left. I hope he doesn't mind me borrowing this image but my scanner was broken and I needed something. Anyway his site is located @
http://www.devotedbee.com/

O.K. now back to business... The reason I call my upstairs neighbors the Naughty Gnomes is because they have reigned terror upon my building since they moved in this past spring. They put an evil ceramic gnome in the vestibule with a hat bigger than it's body. Scrawled down the length of its hat are the words:
"I EAT LITTLE BOYS". Every morning I turn the gnome's face into the corner revealing the skull & crossbones on its little butt. "Naughty Gnome!" I admonish as I leave the building. Sadly though the ceramic gnome is the least of it. This week, for example, they pee'd on and put used condoms on my neighbor's door. So when this past Sunday at 2:06am I heard shattering glass right outside my door did you think I'd jump up out of bed in terror and call the police or at least check to see if anyone was injured? Under normal circumstances of course, I would! But instead, I just rolled over, grumbled to myself, "those Naughty Gnomes are at it again...", and fell back into a sweet dream about ...
Anderson Cooper...
more about him later...
On the Web: http://www.freethegnomes.com/

1 comment:

the proprietor said...

Hey ms Echo --

Happy -?- belated birthday to you.

I always miss your birthday. I'm sorry. I'm not a birthday guy. I barely remember my own. Been pretty antisocial lately... dealing with a lot of family drama, drama which underscores the need for me to make an exit from here as quickly as possible. There's too much conflict and unhealthy codependency going on between myself, my brother, my sister and my mom right now. I feel like I need to get away from them all.

"A Taste of Honey": Jeez, what a depressing song. Are you trying to bring me down? What are you feeling wistful about?

xo's and talk soon.