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Hey, someone notify the Greek Nuns! They can sell some of their knitting!
Posted by: Just Ducky | January 31, 2007 at 05:59 PM
In the meantime, the residents have been busy knitting the gnomes scarves.
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Alternate headline:
FUGITIVE NUNS FOUND
Posted by: Stevie W | January 31, 2007 at 05:59 PM
Stevie!!! Holy psychic simul!!!
Posted by: Just Ducky | January 31, 2007 at 06:01 PM
travelocity
Posted by: crossgirl | January 31, 2007 at 06:02 PM
Oh swell, scarve draped gnomes. Hope this doesn't start a trend like the scarve be-decked yuppie flamingo lawn ornaments...
Posted by: estrogen centrale | January 31, 2007 at 06:03 PM
lol, jd. Ya beat me.
Posted by: Stevie W | January 31, 2007 at 06:05 PM
yuppie flamingos? shouldn't they be wearing rolexes, not scarves?
Posted by: crossgirl | January 31, 2007 at 06:06 PM
Hi cg,
Not down here. They put scarves on the front yard flamingos, even special scarves for the different holidays.
Posted by: estrogen centrale | January 31, 2007 at 06:08 PM
So, if I show up randomly in their yard overnight will their first reaction be to knit me a scarf?
Posted by: hdecker44 | January 31, 2007 at 06:09 PM
And STILL gnomeland security does nothing!
Posted by: casey | January 31, 2007 at 06:14 PM
lol, casey!
Posted by: estrogen centrale | January 31, 2007 at 06:14 PM
Why shouldn't they gnomes have scarves? It's a shame they have gnomething to wear around their widdle necks. They better be glad they aren't dressed like geese:
http://www.harperslawnornaments.com/products.php?openparent=1231&pid=
Posted by: casey | January 31, 2007 at 06:17 PM
Yanks errant "Y".
Posted by: casey | January 31, 2007 at 06:19 PM
Been fun. Gotta' dash. Bye folks.
*zips out*
Posted by: estrogen centrale | January 31, 2007 at 06:20 PM
And in Gnomeland, 47 elderly people appeared on the front lawn of Town Hall - Mayor Beardy Von Gnomeskul is quoted as saying "Bjorgn Fjorgenn Floofernooter".
Posted by: Punkin Poo | January 31, 2007 at 06:20 PM
LOL Punkin!
Posted by: casey | January 31, 2007 at 06:22 PM
Just goes to show the old bromide is correct:
If life gives you gnomes, knit scarves.
Posted by: markhh | January 31, 2007 at 06:26 PM
Ah, looks likes the Amelie gnome finally got some action. Now someone just has to tell him he owes child support on 47 offspring. (What are baby gnomes called, anyway? Gnomlings? Gnomettes??)
Posted by: writer132 | January 31, 2007 at 06:27 PM
Stevie, I like your headline better!
*snork* @ casey
My Old Zuidervaart Home
The nuns hide right in the old Zuidervaart home
‘Tis funny, the people are gray,
The gnomes look bright in their gaily colored scarves
While the sisters are knitting all day
The old folks roll down the cracked linoleum floor
Some scary, some happy; some bite
By’n by Greek cops come a-knocking at the door
Then from my old Zuidervaart home, take flight!
Sleep no more, God’s lady
Sleep no more today
You will make haste now, from the old Zuidervaart home
From the old Zuidervaar home, get away!
Posted by: Just Ducky | January 31, 2007 at 06:29 PM
Click your heels 3 times and say, "Those old folks like gnomes."
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | January 31, 2007 at 06:47 PM
Annie, don't you have to be wearing orthopedic slippers when you do that?
Posted by: Just Ducky | January 31, 2007 at 06:52 PM
They don't click very well. At least that's what meanie told me.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | January 31, 2007 at 06:55 PM
*snork* They can just click their dentures instead.
Posted by: Just Ducky | January 31, 2007 at 06:58 PM
ooh, jd...Jazz must have told you that works.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | January 31, 2007 at 07:03 PM
Jazzzz????
Posted by: Just Ducky | January 31, 2007 at 07:05 PM
um....just trying to unblurk a few regulars. I figured they'd pipe up if they were insulted.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | January 31, 2007 at 07:14 PM
Good plan, but so far, no takers.
Posted by: Just Ducky | January 31, 2007 at 07:20 PM
JD - remember the tortoises CJ was gonna relocate today? He took the them to a Hooters. (look on the egret thread)
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | January 31, 2007 at 07:24 PM
"Good plan, but so far, no takers."
They took their hearing aids out. They can't hear you.
Posted by: Stevie W | January 31, 2007 at 07:28 PM
*snork* There's a commercial waiting to happen!
Posted by: Just Ducky | January 31, 2007 at 07:30 PM
Gnome Gnome on the range where the old people play.
Posted by: Sam Sanfillippo | January 31, 2007 at 07:34 PM
No wonder he moved them. Bromide-hydro-chlorofluorocarbons were really starting to affect them. Look at this poor turdle.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | January 31, 2007 at 07:34 PM
Sorry, Gnome, Gnome on the range where the addled, and old people play
I'm just an addled and old man myself.
Posted by: Sam Sanfillippo | January 31, 2007 at 07:35 PM
Annie, keep flushing. I mean, keep trying to flush out the regulars. I feel so lonely without Clean, CJ, Wyo, Blurk, etc.
Posted by: casey | January 31, 2007 at 07:39 PM
Bromide-hydro-chlorofluorocarbons? You mean Hydrobromochlorfluorocarbons. To my knowledge, such compounds aren't used much. Save, to teach stereochemistry with bromochlorofluoromethene. CHBrClF.
Posted by: Edgar Greenberg | January 31, 2007 at 07:40 PM
Admittedly, I don't know all that much.
Posted by: Edgar Greenberg | January 31, 2007 at 07:41 PM
Better Living Through Chemistry (?)
Posted by: Just Ducky | January 31, 2007 at 07:42 PM
Scuse me Edgar while I wipe brain matter off of my keyboard. My head just exploded.
Posted by: casey | January 31, 2007 at 07:42 PM
Here ya go. See, nothing too difficult.
Posted by: Edgar Greenberg | January 31, 2007 at 07:46 PM
EG - of course they're not used much - look what they did to that poor turdle.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | January 31, 2007 at 07:47 PM
Oh, well, gee...of course, I knew that, I was just messin witcha. Yeah.
Posted by: casey | January 31, 2007 at 07:48 PM
That turdle looks like a Dr. Suess character.
Posted by: casey | January 31, 2007 at 07:49 PM
Yeah, so tragic. No wonder they're outlawed.
Posted by: Edgar Greenberg | January 31, 2007 at 07:50 PM
Edgar, my momma would have washed my mouth out with soap if'n I'd talked like that to her.
Posted by: Just Ducky | January 31, 2007 at 07:50 PM
What's the advantage of chemistry if not to allow you to babble incomprehensibly?
Posted by: Edgar Greenberg | January 31, 2007 at 07:51 PM
I always thought the advantage was that you learned how to blow things up.
Posted by: Just Ducky | January 31, 2007 at 07:54 PM
Taken from Dr. Annie's new book, "Tancredo the Turdle"
Dr. Annie to Tancredo: "I know, up on top you are seeing great sights, but down here in third world countries, we, too, should have rights."
Tancredo: Huh?
Dr. Annie: BURP!
Posted by: casey | January 31, 2007 at 07:58 PM
I always thought the advantage was that you learned how to blow things up.
Oh, that too.
Posted by: Edgar Greenberg | January 31, 2007 at 08:00 PM
Why didn't anyone tell me that Tanfreako was in my neck of the woods on Saturday??? I woulda gone down there with a giant Dave head and made farting noises!
Posted by: Punkin Poo | January 31, 2007 at 08:23 PM
Punkin Poo - that wasn't you?
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | January 31, 2007 at 08:36 PM
Does the blue sign mean they hold their children's hands while they street pee there?
Even for me, that's a tad out there.
Posted by: Christobol | January 31, 2007 at 08:50 PM
Pssst, don't look now, there's some weird lost dude wandering around looking for a place to pee.
Posted by: casey | January 31, 2007 at 08:54 PM
heheheh....casey said "psssssst"
Posted by: sirena | January 31, 2007 at 08:58 PM
Annie, my computer was so turned off by the turdle that it shut down. Pure coincidence, I am sure.
Posted by: Meditrina | January 31, 2007 at 09:08 PM
I just assumed the gnomes would travel.
And pee.
Posted by: Christobol | January 31, 2007 at 09:16 PM
Hey Guys.! Just got in from work. Yeah, that "call" thing again. We are short staffed (well, I'm 5'10) so I'm doing a lot of that lately. Down side....less DB blogging time. Up side....uhhhh..I'll get back to you on that.
Posted by: Jazzzz | January 31, 2007 at 09:25 PM
pull up a urinal and make yourself...actually, why not just hang ou...
nevermind.
Posted by: Christobol | January 31, 2007 at 09:27 PM
Jazzzzie, darlin', YOU are the up side.
Posted by: casey | January 31, 2007 at 09:27 PM
"No-one knows where they came from..."
Papa was a roaming gnome
Wherever they knit him hats was his home
And when he died
All he left us was some loam.
Posted by: Stevie W | January 31, 2007 at 09:28 PM
*blushes* T Y sweetie ;-)
Posted by: Jazzzz | January 31, 2007 at 09:30 PM
Night all. Gone to finish my book.
Cbol, please don't water the flowers.
Smooches Jazzzz
Posted by: casey | January 31, 2007 at 09:35 PM
Been busy flirtin'. What did I miss? Better go back and check....
Posted by: CJrun | January 31, 2007 at 09:40 PM
Had to click over and enter the HGTV Dream House contest. You need not bother to enter, as I am the sure winner. You may, however, purchase it from me at a discounted rate immediately after the contest is over.
And g'nite casey. sleep well. you ALWAYS make me smile!!
Posted by: Jazzzz | January 31, 2007 at 09:48 PM
Steve W... you may be the funniest man on the planet....and I said that on Dave's blog
Posted by: Jazzzz | January 31, 2007 at 09:56 PM
That's always my first reaction when I find gnomes in my yard. Knit them some scarves.
Posted by: ShyJan | January 31, 2007 at 09:58 PM
OK, I will try to never rant about work again. The tortoises are tomorrow, somebody else's choice. And it is turning into a zoo with too many people going to be there. And, gawd, I hope, no bored reporters. I will try to post a photo of a tortoise peeing on me, but can't count on the people around me to snap at the right moment. Brief comment on chlorinated solvents; I sincerely believe another consultant flat-out lied to earn extra money. I chased 'Perc' all day, carbon tetrachloride and the daughter products. BS. I despise, in a humorous way, unethical scientists! *gumball, please?*
Posted by: CJrun | January 31, 2007 at 10:02 PM
*Tosses multiple gumballs to CJ*
Posted by: ShyJan | January 31, 2007 at 10:04 PM
CJ....how about a pic of you peeing on a
Tancredotortoise? (is that legal?)Posted by: Jazzzz | January 31, 2007 at 10:08 PM
Cjun, I agree. There is nothing worse than a scientist who knowingly lies to deceive those who know less than they do. Well maybe murder, but only maybe.
This is what he is up against by the way.
Posted by: Edgar Greenberg | January 31, 2007 at 10:20 PM
Edgar - now MY head has exploded.
Posted by: ShyJan | January 31, 2007 at 10:25 PM
jz -
You just stop that right now. I bow at the feet of the master. Not worthy of holding a candle to his bunions.
Besides, you keep that up and he'll never autograph the books I've been meaning to send him since September. (I CAN out-procrastinate anybody on the planet, I'm not proud to say.)
Ty, buddy
(btw, why couldn't you be a hot chick?)
Posted by: Stevie W | January 31, 2007 at 10:38 PM
No, EG, he's up against signing and sealing perc. Wiki is good, as an introduction, but chlorinated solvents sink and degrade, over time. They are one of the two nastiest [my opinion] substances we can encounter. They move like lighting and old perc degrades to vinyl chloride; teratogenic. The person that signed that report works for the same firm I used to and the same firm my older brother worked for and he's better than I am. No. Never let someone pressure you [I know you're younger], to do something like that, for a buck. There is no possible upside and, of course, it's unethical.
On the humorous side, please consider the law suits and this person being flayed. OK, stop that now. It will never happen. This guy will never be touched, in court, because it is neater not to. Still, scum. What will be fun is, I could be wrong and will have lab results tomorrow. If I am wrong, I will tell you so and bear the withering Annie abuse for weeks to come. So, there's that.
Niters bloglits, I have an adventure tomorrow to plan and the girls at the next table at Hooters to flirt with. Wish me luck!
Posted by: CJrun | January 31, 2007 at 10:55 PM
The gnomes fled from several copies of Goosebumps books left out in the rain. Only way they could survive.
What they really wanted was umbrellas, not scarves.
I know this because they sent me a message via esp...
Posted by: Hanna | January 31, 2007 at 11:20 PM
Jazzz - do you really want that dream home? Isn't it in....Tancredo, Colorado?
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | January 31, 2007 at 11:35 PM
I think it's very sweet, that they're knitting scarves for the gnomes. It's cold in Holland in the winter.
Posted by: Cookie | January 31, 2007 at 11:57 PM
OT/
I just bought my dog a toy that makes fart noises, so now I get to blame her for everything
Muahahahaha!
/OT
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | February 01, 2007 at 12:18 AM
OT rant - remember my son who came in 3rd in the spelling bee, only because a judge misheard his spelling and mistakenly eliminated him? We got his award certificate today - it says "....for participanting in the spelling bee..."
-participanting-
ISIANMTU
I'm sorry, but how freakin' pathetic is that? Good lord!
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | February 01, 2007 at 01:11 AM
Annie, how're things in sleeze city?
Posted by: Mot the Hoople | February 01, 2007 at 01:33 AM
Love the knitted scarves! Around here, we could use some of those...more snow...I am going back to tropical forecasting and pretending it is warm...
NT - Love the dog toy! My boys need something like that..although I blame them anyway!
Posted by: wxgurl | February 01, 2007 at 01:40 AM
Well, Annie, we wouldn't want to hurt the feelings of the little darlings who couldn't spell "fart," and who came in last, now would we? Everybody gets a certificate, and then everybody's equal. That's the whole point of the exercise, right?
Sorry for being scarce, folks - been trying to turn over a new leaf and actually work during the time that I'm being paid to do so. Results are mixed so far, but that's my story and I'm sticking to it.
I still love all of you, and frequently think of something or another that I want to share with you. We'll see if maybe tomorrow I can strike some sort of balance, mmkay?
OnT/
Gnomes. Why did it have to be gnomes?
/OnT
Posted by: Clean Hands | February 01, 2007 at 01:48 AM
Well, I tried to blame to dog for all of them, but wasn't able to get away with it before (Only the SBDs/SBVs, you know). Now with the noise permeating the whole apartment from her enjoyment of the new toy, I suspect my success ratio will improve dramatically.
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | February 01, 2007 at 02:55 AM
Anybody up & about on the blog?
Posted by: Mot the Hoople | February 01, 2007 at 07:06 AM
Debatable, Mot. I think I'm alive, but the jury's still out. (could be Martian Death Flu)
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | February 01, 2007 at 07:10 AM
Well you know *stands with hands on hips and clucks toungue* the things that've been going on on this blog would make a parson blush. Nude romps and towel fights with Hammie. Jazzzzz getting smooched, should I go on?
Posted by: Mot the Hoople | February 01, 2007 at 07:15 AM
Oh, do go on, Mot. I could use some entertainment. Just try not to make me snork my hot tea, okay?
*waits for everybody to wake up and accept the challenge*
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | February 01, 2007 at 07:19 AM
i'm up, i'm up. it's raining, i overslept, we're out of milk and none of my pants fit today. i'm at work, late, disheveled, disgruntled and wearing old comfy faded and torn jeans. but i'm here eating a stupid pop tart cause that's all i had time to grab as i tore out the door.
Posted by: crossgirl | February 01, 2007 at 07:27 AM
I tried so hard but in the end I succumbed and I proposed again, this time to Cookie, I think I totally shocked her into silence, (I have that effect on women sometimes). There was a lot of perving over Harry Potter, there was crapping in the woods. There was a gnome convention at a retirement home. Colorado tried to redeem itself and just opened itself to more ridicule in the process.
Actually, come to think of it, I guess it was just another average day on this blog.
Posted by: Mot the Hoople | February 01, 2007 at 07:28 AM
Yup, sounds about normal. In context, anyway. :)
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | February 01, 2007 at 07:31 AM
Hi Cg, you've got a gift you know, you even make your current appearance sound sexy.
Posted by: Mot the Hoople | February 01, 2007 at 07:32 AM
and yet, still no proposal! results are typical for me.
Posted by: crossgirl | February 01, 2007 at 07:36 AM
I'm still busy building up a head of steam.
Posted by: Mot the Hoople | February 01, 2007 at 07:37 AM
Guys don't usually mind the rumpled look, cg.
*texts cg some leftover waffles and fresh augmented coffee*
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | February 01, 2007 at 07:40 AM
Morning Mot... Hey NT....How ya doin' this mornin'? Cold and windy in Arkansas today.
Posted by: Jazzzz | February 01, 2007 at 07:41 AM
The "rumpled look" does it for me everytime girls.
Posted by: Mot the Hoople | February 01, 2007 at 07:42 AM
i'll have to reasses my wardrobe...
Posted by: crossgirl | February 01, 2007 at 07:43 AM
Jazzzz did you manage to get the lipstick off your collar yesterday?
Posted by: Mot the Hoople | February 01, 2007 at 07:45 AM
Mornin, Jazzzz. Vegas weather report? Cold and dark right now, soon to be followed by relentlessly sunny and cold.
cg - rumpled makes people think of unmade beds or something like that. Consider that in your reassessment. ;)
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | February 01, 2007 at 07:45 AM
If the rumpled look is in, I feel like Miss America this morning. Wait...nope, still feel 'just rolled outta bed'. Time for two scoops of caffeine.
Posted by: sirena | February 01, 2007 at 07:46 AM
Partly there NT, rumpled suggests playfulness, rumpled also suggests not minding having your hair messed up a bit, kind of the opposite to The Devil Wears Prada.
Posted by: Mot the Hoople | February 01, 2007 at 07:48 AM
delayed O/T to AWBH....I don't care if I ever see the dream house. I just want to sell it and use the money to mount a campaign to free the humor endowed Coloradans from the grips of humorless tyranny. That, and but myself a bunch of crap I don't need. Thanks for letting me participant
Posted by: Jazzzz | February 01, 2007 at 07:49 AM