you remember that part in Amelie where she gets her flight attendant friend to take her dads garden knome out and she takes photos of it all around the world? well. let me tell you something.
i come home from work today and there is my great grandmas garden knome (that i inherited from her a few years ago) sitting perched on my front stoop with a little sandwich baggy in his arm with some photos inside. i look at him and say, "and what have you been up to little man?" i picked him up and took the photos out of his arm as i put him back on his car-port window perch. i went inside and had a look at the photos. ahhh. i couldn't believe it. i laughed and laughed and then i laughed some more. and then i clapped alittle and laughed again. there in his arm was a wack of photos of him traveling in holland and most notably amsterdam.
