The Travelling Gnome
I hate to be all self-promotiony here, but I thought you guys might get a kick out of this. Last February, I “met” a garden gnome from some random house in Orlando. His name was Rupert Aleister Rumbottom III, and he informed me that he was going to take a trip around the USA.
He finally got back to Orlando recently. I took him to Independent Bar last weekend (much to the great amusement of the patrons). He smoked a lot of cigarettes and met a lot of Goth girls. Next, Disney World. I’m going to buy him a pair of monogrammed Mickey Mouse ears.
Of course, Mr. Rumbottom III has his own Live Journal. But, doesn’t everyone these days?
