Welcome to a new ReformingGeek series.
A friendly roast.
I mean roasting friends. Blogging friends! Don't worry. No friends were or will be smoked, grilled, sauteed, or boiled while writing this post.
This is how it started.
Crotchety said he was my friend. I'm wiping away tears of joy that I have one friend.
OK. One friend in New Jersey. Wait a minute. I know another guy in New Jersey. I will have to "friend" him on Facebook and see if he is really my friend. Afterall, isn't that the way we know who our friends are?
Um.....it's just a tool, ReformingGeek. You don't have to let it control you.
But, but, but.....Oh, OK.
So thanks to Crotchety's idea of calling out other blogs, I'm
Let me make sure you understand. I think all you are wonderful. If I didn't get to you today, don't worry, your time will come and after you finish reading this post, you might be thankful you weren't mentioned!
First, I get an occasional visit from a gnome. This is one strange gnome, aka VE, and he brings disaster wherever he travels. Be careful booking your next trip. Make sure VE is not scheduled to be there. I was spying on him one day and snapped this picture:
Look at him trying to hide from me amidst the bamboo and the wild ivy. I'm such the horrible Paparazzi that I drove him to this depth of despair. Or, maybe he is stalking female gnomes in this garden or maybe he is working on a escape plan for trapped gnomes inside the house.
He should fit right in, though, as this is my eccentric neighbor's garden. This neighbor decorates his lawn with not only gnomes but large metal sculptures of a monkey hanging from a tree, a pair of eyeglasses, and a couple of cows (the most recent addition that appeared last weekend). More pictures to come.
Now Quirkyloon is one of my first "blogging buddies". She is a super lady and lives up to her quirkiness. I tried to follow her one day and catch her singing opera in the grocery store but then I discovered her secret. She is actually not Quirkyloon, but Madonna. That's right. Since I'm such a great Paparazzi, I again snapped the photo nobody else could get. There she is:
I'm sure this will make me rich.
Waiting for the money to come rolling in.
I thought for sure that the Humor Bloggers might want the scoop.
Oh well. I guess I won't quit my day job.
Nooter - I always thought Nooter was a good pup; a little slow, sure, but afterall he's a dog. Then I saw this picture of him contemplating the tastiness factor of Little Miss Red Riding Hood:
BAD DOG, NOOTER! NO LITTLE GIRLS FOR DINNER, OK?
I have to include Da Old Man Crotchety in this salute, although this will make four roasts instead of three (Yea! I can count). He is a funny guy and I can just see him terrorizing the state of New Jersey (Is NJ really a state?) I went looking for a picture that makes me think of him and I found the perfect shot. He's obviously very thirsty:
I hope your enjoyed your meal. Those of your that weren't roasted today, maybe you will beg me to not include you next time!
Photo credits: Gnome: ReformingGeek, Madonna: AbsoluteMadonna.com. All others were from various emails that have floated around the Internet.