Monday, July 20, 2009

Take two tablets of Coldplay and call me in the morning

Mama gnome stumbled out of bed and trudged to the kitchen in quest of the morning elixir, so vital for existence. After adding four teaspoons of sugar and ¼ cup creamer into her coffee mug, she stuck a sorry piece of bread into the toaster.

Mama gnome’s single slice of peanut butter toast tasted more cardboardy than peanut buttery. Mama gnome felt terrible.Her malaise was tied in with earth warming and animals being threatened, endangered
or becoming extinct.

But Mama gnome, determined to make herself feel better, drove in the gnome car with sister gnome to a land far from her home.

'Twas a land dwarfed by a giant structure intended to house thousands of people while they watched two teams play a certain sport activity. The home team's name is tied in with astronomy. A famous player in the team had a movie named after him. He’s married to…oh, you get the picture.

Anyway, on this day, there were no sport players around.

Mama and sister gnomes struggled walking amidst tall humans.

Mama gnome glanced down at the e tickets and couldn’t figure out what Section Grass 5 meant. Is the topiary number 5 on the grass itself? She asked a tall human who pointed with a long arm towards a distant green spot in the whole cement structure.

“It’s over there?” Mama gnome gasped.

Mama and sister gnomes traversed up and down winding staircases, looping hallways and pathways and finally made it to the tiny grass spot about twelve miles horizontally and vertically from the stage.

After a few minutes Mama and sister gnome experienced nose bleeds remedied by tilting their heads up to the sky.

The show started with two opening acts. Mama and sister gnome didn’t know who they were and no amount of squinting could help them see the tiny people on stage. But after they played, the humans clapped for them.

After Mama and sister gnomes spent two hours sitting on damp grass and looking for celebrity-look-alikes, Coldplay humans came on stage. Although Coldplay only looked like well-dressed microscopic humans because of the distance, their music rang loud and true.

After an hour, the Coldplay humans walked down the stage and started running... running, heading up...up towards the tiny grass spot where Mama and sister gnomes sat!

Mama and sister gnomes struggled between crying and fainting but did neither because about thirty feet in front of them, stood well dressed Coldplay humans.

Nose bleed grass section tickets became prime front row tickets within a matter of minutes. Mama gnome performed somersaults in her mind.

Coldplay sang three acoustic songs in front of them including Michael Jackson’s Billie Jean song. Mama gnome sang with them and all feelings of malady disappeared.

Green grass = Coldplay

See even when Mama gnome didn’t plan it, it pays to be green, people.

Pays to be green.

(c) 2009 Jenaelha, Friendly Gnome's Blog

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