Shenanigans are afoot in my neighborhood. Normally, I’m all in on the shenanigans. But this time, I wasn’t involved. And worse, my neighbors think I did it!
Someone put this zen gnome under the bench in our little neighborhood park. And given my reputation, everyone thinks I did it. But it wasn’t me!
Now I have two problems. 1) People don’t believe me. 2) I have a competitor for neighborhood nonsense!
Healthy competition is good I suppose. So, I’m considering placing a few statues of my own around the neighborhood. Or, given that Halloween is right around the corner, I’ve also thought of tying red balloons (see Stephen King’s IT) to all the drainage grates. I wanted to do that in my old neighborhood, but my wife let that slip to the moms in the hood and they threatened me with bodily harm.
But my wife will be out of the country for Halloween this year, so I can pretty much do whatever I want…
Speaking of my wife, it just occurred to me that maybe she’s behind Quinn the Gnome. Quinn is the name the neighbors have given him. What’s that old saying? Keep your friends close and your enemies closer. Maybe the shenanigans competition is even closer still?
Carry on, Citizens!
