I recently went to a party and wore my Garden Gnome T-shirt. I was surprised when a woman asked me where Gnome Town USA was. She actually thought the town was somewhere in the USA.
Being mischievous, I decided to take advantage of the situation. I immediately started to explain that Gnome Town USA did exist and was a place where all garden gnomes go to live. I explained that Gnome Town USA could be anywhere and was all around us.
At this point the lady was completely bewildered and I decided to give her a straight answer. I explained that it was a place in cyber space, the internet. At that point she started laughing so hard I thought she was going to fall off her chair. Afterwards I told her more about the web site. She replied that she was going to look at it and then email her friends to look at our garden gnome web site.
Lately, almost daily, gnomes are popping up in more TV shows, movies, and ads. It’s become almost a sport to watch for gnomes. My wife was watching “The Full Monty” on TV one night when she spotted one of the characters pick up a Garden Gnome for some laughs only to be reprimanded by his friend to put it back. We had never really noticed or thought much about it the first time we saw this movie, but now that gnomes are making their guest appearances almost everywhere, it was a little bit of a thrill to discover one in an older movie.
A reference to gnomes was heard in coming attractions of the new movie, “The Love Guru.” The main character, played by Mike Meyers looks at one of the characters, played by Verne Troyer, the same actor who played Mini-Me in the movie, “Austin Powers”, and says to him, “â€¦I didn’t catch your Gnomeâ€¦name.”
And who hasn’t seen the wonderful Travelocity gnomes featured in their ads. It’s always great to see new ads pop up and the creative ways they use gnomes in the ads doing all sorts of stunts – flying through the air, doing magic on stage, riding the rapids, or performing high dives.
All this excitement about gnomes has prompted with some new words or gnomeisms that we believe should be added to the dictionary.
Gnomeisms: Little bits of philosophy.
Gnomey Gnomey: A phrase for someone who seems to have the “good luck power” of a garden gnome.
Gnome Snatcher: Someone who likes to steal garden gnomes. (By the way, this is a criminal offense punishable by law.)
Here are some phrases that are self-explanatory:
“May the Gnome be with you.”
“Only the Gnome knows” or “Only my Gnome knows the truth.”
“If you can love my Garden Gnome, you can certainly love me.”
“So goes, so goes my traveling gnome.”
“Chillin’ with my Gnomies.”
“Oh, Gnome you di’nt.”
If you hear of any new Gnomeisms, please let us know.
No one really knows the true origin of the golf term mulligan, which is a do-over. One of the more popular theories suggests that it came from a fellow by the name of David Mulligan. In the 1920’s David would drive his golf buddies to the golf course and in doing so would drive over some fairly rough roads causing his hands to suffer in the process. His buddies allowed him an extra shot off the first tee.
You may hear a few other theories as well, but there is one theory that is not well known and may very well be the true source of inspiration.
The story actually dates back to 1735. In the heart of Edinburgh, Scotland, there lived a small group of garden gnomes that witnessed the birth of golf. Aristocrats from Edinburgh would spend their leisure time on the lawns of Edinburgh Castle playing a new type of sport with hand carved sticks and a small ball. The gnomes who were well hidden in the nearby trees would watch intently as the gentlemen batted the balls into strategically placed holes in the ground. The gnomes were captivated by this new game and would watch for hours.
One day, Mulligan the Garden Gnome, who was notorious for being mischievous, decided to play a little trick on the golfers. He gathered the other gnomes and whispered his plan. The others giggled with excitement. They hadn’t had a good laugh in a long time and this seemed like the perfect prank. The gnomes hid among the bushes and trees and anytime one of the golfers hit the ball near them, the gnomes would take the ball and hide it. The golfers were perplexed as to what was happening to their golf balls. They began to suspect each other and soon rounded up some of the peasants to act as guards or caddies. The caddies would keep a close watch on the ball and would stand next to it so that the golfer would be able to his next shot. The gnomes were still able to carry out their prank on occasion and each time the ball went missing, the gentlemen would take a do-over shot.
This continued on for several years as gnomes never tire of a good prank. The gnomes simply returned the golf balls they collected to their owners. The gnomes got a big kick out of seeing the expression on the gentlemen’s faces when they discovered that the missing golf balls ended up in their possession. However, Mulligan the gnome didn’t return the golf balls he collected. He would carve his name on each ball and hide them safely in the large oak tree on the castle grounds. He wasn’t sure why he wanted to keep them, but he liked his little prank so much, it seemed like a good idea at the time.
The groundskeepers were grooming the lawns one day. It was unusually hot and the sun was brutal. One of the groundskeepers decided to take a nap and nestled next to the large oak tree that harbored Mulligan’s golf balls. By this time, however, the tree held so many golf balls that one of them eventually was squeezed out of a knothole in the tree and landed on the sleeping groundskeeper. The groundskeeper woke up and looked at what had interrupted his nap. He soon discovered that the tree was full of these little balls and brought them to the gentlemen who were just gathering for the start of their game. The gentlemen noticed the name Mulligan on all the golf balls. Although they questioned everyone they knew and all the peasants in the village, the mystery was never solved. The gentlemen enjoyed a good laugh after realizing that someone was having fun with them. And from that day on, each time the ball disappeared everyone referred to the do-over as a mulligan.
So there you have it. The true story of the mulligan, made famous by our very own Mulligan the gnome! The next time your golf ball disappears, you’ll know that Mulligan must be nearby and up to his old tricks.
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Hello. My name is Robert. I’m a garden gnome. I’ve often wondered why humans suffer from all sorts of diseases and conditions that are unheard of in our gnome community. For a long time it didn’t make sense to me that if gnomes live in the same area as humans and eat most of the same foods as humans, then how could humans be so different? So I asked my garden gnomes friends Zack and Thomas and they had an interesting theory.
The incredibly knowledgeable Thomas pointed out that gnomes control their anxieties and have simply learned not to get their drawers in a bunch about potential problems. He thinks that gnomes are light years ahead of human Yoga masters who often preach controlling metabolism and mental thoughts.
Then I remembered many years ago during a ferocious thunderstorm, a tree fell down blocking the entrance to Isabella Gnome’s home. Upon arriving home, she immediately looked over the damage and then calmly went for help. Luckily garden gnomes work closely together and come to the aid of each other whenever there is trouble or a need for help. Isabella went to see Bradley who lived next door.
I remember Bradley blushing as he recalled his story and how Isabella had walked in on him taking a bath asking for his help. I guess she didn’t even notice! Bradley got dressed and immediately went to get the others to help cut and remove the fallen tree. I helped too and when we removed the tree, we were surprised to find that the garden gnome door to Isabella’s house had been damaged. Luckily, Howard the Carpenter Gnome was there and immediately went to work to build Isabella a new door. Everything went smooth like clockwork.
No stress. We saw a problem. We worked together to fix the problem. Badda Bing, Badda Boomâ€¦we were done. I figured that there was no stress involved because gnomes just do want comes naturally – helping others.
Now, if this happened to humans, there would be lots of stress. After a storm like that one, I imagine that telephone lines would be down, electricity would be out, and no one would be able to use their appliances and gizmos for hours. What would humans do? Their food would spoil. They wouldn’t be able to watch TV. Neighbors would argue about who is responsible for what. Life would be interrupted. It wouldn’t be a pretty sight because everyone would be worried about their individual problems instead of helping each other.
Hmmmmâ€¦â€¦if only humans could discover what we gnomes already know! Maybe I’ll write a book to explain our secrets. Hmmmâ€¦.then they could make it into a movie! I like moviesâ€¦especially the action-filled ones. Let’s see, who could play me? Brad Pitt? â€¦ George Clooney? â€¦Matt Damon? â€¦
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We have it on very good authority that major breweries are clamoring to contact Garden Gnomes to learn their brewing secrets. Breweries have learned that the best tasting beer is actually produced by Gnomes. Many beer lovers have reported that they have come across abandoned picnic areas that still had small cups of beer that they tested. They claim the beer was the best they ever tasted, but are frustrated that they are unable to buy this amazing beverage anywhere. One top brewer was able to get a hold of some of the “gnome beer” and tried to analyze the ingredients. Unfortunately, the brewer was not able to identify all the ingredients. The hunt for the mysterious ingredient continues world wide.
Major beverage companies believe that the future of beer lies in the secret ingredients for a beverage only Garden Gnomes enjoy. The stakes are high. The first company to produce this beverage may experience billions of dollars in sales!
This garden gnome adventure illustrates just how pure of heart and unselfish children can be. Perhaps this is why many children can see them and yet adults cannot. Perhaps as we all grow up we loose that “pure of heart” that is recognized and appreciated by garden gnomes.
Arnold and Sarah, newlywed garden gnomes, decided to visit relatives that lived in an area that was 40 miles from their home. The relatives lived in a remote woody section of New Jersey close to the big city. Arnold and Sarah weren’t sure how they were going to get there since they had never been away from home before. They decided to ask some of their gnome friends to find the answer. They walked down a small path bordered by beautiful flowers. Sarah stopped to smell the fragrance and pick one to put in her hair. When she looked up, she saw Jack on his swing.
Arnold and Sarah called out to Jack, “Jack, we want to visit our relatives near the big city. Do you know how to get there?
“No, sorry, I don’t. Never been there. Perhaps Ryan knows. I see him at the water pump.” Jack replied.
Arnold and Sarah wondered over to where Ryan was pumping his water. Ryan liked to keep the garden watered and worked hard to fill and carry the water buckets back and forth.
Arnold and Sarah called out to Ryan, “Ryan, we want to visit our relatives near the big city. Do you know how to get there?
“No, sorry, I don’t. Never been there. Perhaps Phillip knows. Can you hear him playing his flute? He’s over there sitting on one of the mushrooms.” Ryan replied.
Arnold and Sarah followed the sound of the flute. Phillip often played during the day. He claimed that the music was soothing and helped the gardens grow.
Arnold and Sarah called out to Phillip, “Phillip, we want to visit our relatives near the big city. Do you know how to get there?
“Yes I do! Went last year to play in a concert. You’ll need to take a few trains. It’s a long journey. Here is my map. Make sure you follow the directions carefully or you may get lost.” Phillip warned.
The journey required taking several connecting trains to reach their destination, but Arnold and Sarah didn’t mind. It was going to be an exciting time and they couldn’t wait. They thanked Phillip and went straight home to look over the directions.
The next morning Arnold and Sarah got up and prepared to leave for the train station. Arnold was not a quick walker like Sarah. He had a slight limp and sometimes had to resort to using a cane to walk. This day was no exception. Sarah was quick and sometimes forgot that her husband was not as quick as her. They walked as quickly as they could. They saw that train was already waiting at the station, which meant that it would be departing in about 3 minutes. Sarah ran ahead to be sure the conductor didn’t signal the train to leave. Arnold ran behind Sarah, but couldn’t keep up. Their friend Al trailed behind Arnold, pushing their luggage in his wheelbarrow. Soon the two were on board and Al waved good-bye as the train slowly left the station.
Arnold and Sarah enjoyed their train ride. They looked out the window for most of the ride and were amazed at all the houses, buildings, and people they saw. They were so engrossed in absorbing the sites that they almost missed their stop. They transferred to another train and were sure to follow Phillip’s instructions. They were almost there, but had one final part of their adventure that required taking a special train. Their adventure up until then had looked uneventful. Sarah and Arnold got on the train and waited about 5 minutes for the train to start. They talked and talked while waiting and finally the train took off.
They were still talking and quickly realized that the train was coming into the station of their final destination. Excited to be at their final stop, Sarah got up and quickly went through the sliding doors and onto the platform. She was so excited that she forgot Al’s instructions that said that they must get off this particular train as quickly as possible because the doors were automatic and once closed the train would leave. She forgot that Arnold was slow, and when he finally made his way to the sliding doors, they closed on him as Al had warned! He tried to open them, but he could not get them to open. He then banged on the doors and screamed Sarah’s name to try to get her attention. He could see her walking on the platform, oblivious to his plight. Then the situation got worse as the train took off! Arnold was all alone and getting further away from Sarah.
Poor Arnold. He didn’t want to get lost. He began to wish he were safe at home with the other garden gnomes. He turned around and saw all the people on the train. Some looked nice and well dressed, reading newspapers. There were some families with children and he tried to imagine where they might be going. Others looked a little disheveled and a few a little frightening. Arnold had never encountered so many different types of people. He wondered why some looked so sad while others looked very happy. He soon turned his thoughts as to how he was going to get back. He tried to think clearly so that he wouldn’t get lost. He immediately got off the train at the next stop. Unbeknownst to Arnold, a little 10-year-old boy had witnessed the situation and happened to get off at the same stop. Fortunately, the little boy was smart and knew the train system. He helped Arnold to get on the return train. Arnold was still shaking just thinking about how scared he was.
Arnold was fortunate to be blessed with the pureness of the little boy who helped him get back to Sarah. When Arnold reached Sarah, they both had a good laugh and went on their way. They would have many stories to tell all the other garden gnomes. They knew that this was going to be an adventure that they would never forget.