Garden Gnomes? Well, I really didn't have any reason to post this, except that the other day at Borders I went on a whim and bought this cute little garden gnome. His name is Archibald Thistledown. I've been carrying him around with me everywhere, and ended up accidentally dropping him and having part of his hat chipped off--at least it wasn't some body part. Now I'm trying to find a nice place for him to sit in in the garden, but he seems so lonely...I need to get more gnomes! I'll make sure to tell my friends that I'm now a collector. So, I just wanted to know if anyone else has a strange obsession with garden gnomes. If no one replies, would someone please post something about how crazy I am to spare my humiliation?
Let us know if your neighbors start stealing your gnomes! :bandit: I think it would look cool to have gnomes peeking out from under shrubs or from behind trees.
You know, that was what I was worried about when I bought Archibald--people might steal them. So, I thought, hey, why don't I put them in the backyard? But then some badger or other vicious creature could make away with him. Too bad. I can only hope that he has the good sense to dig himself into the soil at nighttime. Something I found really hilarious in the little book on gnomelore that came with Mr. Thistledown is that one of the greatest foes of all gnomes everywhere are drunken college students. The book warned you to relocate your gnome to the backyard if you live near a university or college, lest you find it stuffed into some mailbox six blocks from your house.
So that's the gnome you got on your birthday? I wish we could have a gnome. We used to have a little stone dog when I was little, but it got stolen. And not by drunken college students. Chavs and skrotes, probably. We have hundreds of them where I live lol.
Help! I'm being kidnapped ... OMG thanks for the laugh. 123, if you haven't seen Amelie or the Full Monty yet, you should. Both feature gnomes, though your parentals might not let you watch FM, quite yet ...
My sister-in-law collects gnomes. She keeps them on a shelf in her bedroom. Whole families: Mothers, fathers, and even little gnome children. She even has a book on the gnomes habitat and lifestyle. So, no you are not crazy.
I saw this news article once about this woman who lived with her husband in a normal house, in a normal nerighborhood...but, hidden behind her prim, normal yard fence, was Gnomeland! Hundreds and hundreds of gnomes, positioned with care--drinking gnomes, sleeping gnomes, playing gnomes, gardening gnomes...she even planted little tiny rosebushes--I'm not sure how. It was really cool. Though I probably won't be able to collect that many in my whole life--each medium-sized gnome can cost $50! Time for Ebay!--she's like my idol. That reminds me of what one of my friends said, (well, one of my exfriends) "Your idol must be Saddam Hussein." I was extremely offended, and promptly hired an Iraqi to crash a plane into his house.
I think I read about that house. I thought it sounded cute, if a bit weird ... but my idol is Morticia Addams so I don't have a lot of room to talk. Crash a plane. You crack me up, 123.
Oh sure you will! You'll be like all obsessed collectors. First you buy a few from Borders. You'll ask for them for every holiday. Friends and family when traveling will see one and think..person123 would love this! You'll start checking ebay. You'll hang out at garden centers and hit yard sales. You'll find there is a magazine devoted to gnome collectors and subscribe. In the back section of the magazines you'll find ads of people that sell unusual ones. They'll advertise Gnome Conventions and Swap Meets. Everyone will show up wearing bright colorful overalls and stocking caps. You'll plan all your vacations to Scandanavian countries to visit the gnome workshops. Time will fly and before you know it, the Sunday paper will come to do an article on the cute old lady with a gnome world in her backyard! (I would know this because I, too, am a collector, from a family of collectors and married into a family of collectors. It's probably a terrible psychological disease. :() I used to live in the historic district near a university. It had victorian homes, lovely sidewalks and tree lined streets. Students liked to walk through here and yes...yes they do "borrow" items from your yard. They would even pull up small shrubs to take home. The nice thing about walking around my neighborhood was that there were several homes that had special hidden gardens. Like most girls, I'd love to have a secret garden.
That's exactly what I've been hoping for to happen. Sadly, I have to start a small collection before everyone will start thinking of me when they see a garden gnome. Once again, I gotta hit Ebay!
Gnomes...I don't trust them...maybe its the propeganda by The Sims 2, but whatever you do, don't put Gnomes and Pink Flamingos together...you might unleash an apocalypse upon the world.
Have you seen those commericals for some travel agency or hotel line (not sure which) that feature a garden gnome? They're pretty funny ... made me think of you, 123.
I went out with the girls from work once, they got drunk, went out and came back with about 10 garden gnomes!:bandit: There was an ad in the paper not long after from an old woman who was begging for their return... mwahahaha!
That must've been fun. Of course, a true nanologist would never take a happy gnome away from their rightful home.
