But it’s raining, so we’re stuck inside. Lame.
We loaded the orange Jeep with as many gnomes as we could and drove south until the road turned into water. Before we left, I watched a bunch of travel shows about what a shit show New Orleans turns around New Year’s.
But it’s raining.
And everyone’s inside.
So we’re taking shelter in a library.
Of all places.
There aren’t even books about partying here.
This crap had better clear up in the next couple days.
Gnomes don’t like their frozen daiquiris watered down by rain.
That is all.
Damp & cranky,
Kamikaze the Gnome