Yep, it's a gorilla. Wearing a feather boa and a bead headband.
The rules of the game:
-Go to the 4th folder in your computer where you store your pictures
-Pick the 4th picture in that folder
-Explain the picture
-Tag 4 people to do the same.
Because, through some bizarre topological fault in the space-time continuum, I tend to attract weird circumstances, I altered them a slight bit (after all, rules are made to be broken, right?)
This is a new computer, and I've only recently acquired a camera, so I do not have four folders of pictures yet. However, I have taken extensive amounts of pictures with Mother's camera back home, and THOSE are in folders. Many folders. Problem is, those folders are also at home on the home computer. But! As a victim of the widespread epidemic that is social networking sites, I have made albums of those photos to show my friends, family, and acquaintances. So I picked the fourth album, found the fourth picture, and will now attempt to explain it:
Unsurprisingly enough (to those people who remain unfazed by such weirdness), this picture came from an album entitled "The Gorilla Chronicles." Because, believe it or not, this is not the only picture of that gorilla. But, before talking about this, maybe I should first explain the gorilla. So here goes:
In America (or at least in the South) (or possibly just Texas), people like to decorate their front yards. Not the kind of decorating that involves little red-hatted gnomes in amusing garden-work poses, but the kind that is just plain weird. We're talking plastic flamingoes, lights, music, reindeer, snowglobes, giant spiders and inflatable monsters here. And gorillas.
Most of the City Back Home is quite new, sprawling suburbs of a sort (it's a rather strange city, made up of a university, two avenues with all the stores and shops, and the rest is residential Suburbia. No business centers, no factories, no skyscrapers, no downtown.) The people inhabiting the new, expensive, custom-made homes tend to have new, expensive, flashy seasonal decorations. The people inhabiting the new, cheaper, cookie-cutter homes tend to have cheap, bad-taste, flashy seasonal decorations. My neighborhood is one of the older ones, and the people living in old, strangely shaped houses tend to have eccentric decorations.
One of my neighbors is particularly eccentric. So, one warm and snowless Christmas morning, a giant trailer pulled up to his door with a 2000-ton concrete gorilla with a bow tied around its neck in tow, a present from his son.
By the end of the day, the gorilla (baptized Gus) had taken residence on the front lawn. For the rest of the holiday season, he wore a bow. Then, one day in early February, the bow was replaced by a pink cardboard heart saying "Happy Valentine's Day." February 15th, the heart disappeared and was replaced by this costume in honor of Mardi Gras. The costume later turned to rabbit ears and a basket of plastic eggs (some amusing double- and triple-takes were observed in passerbys: "Is that a... gorilla? Wait... Is it wearing fuzzy bunny ears?!?"), a purple boa and hat (Gus decidedly is a very coquettish gorilla), graduation robes, a stars-and-stripes tophat and bow, a Hawaiian flower necklace with coconut bra and beach ball, red paint trimmed with white fur and a Santa hat, green paint and a shamrock, a wedding dress (for their daughter's wedding, a picture of the bride, groom, and gorilla appeared in the newspaper!), and many more. I have chronicled many of these costumes, but Sis and Bro have failed to take up the torch after I left, so the Gorilla Chronicles have been sadly abandoned.
And that's my story.
I don't really know that many people in Blogworld besides Scriptor Senex and GB (despite the large number of blogs I follow), and both of them have already been tagged. So, should anyone who stumbles upon this post happen to like the idea of this meme, consider yourself tagged.
The rules of the game:
-Go to the 4th folder in your computer where you store your pictures
-Pick the 4th picture in that folder
-Explain the picture
-Tag 4 people to do the same.
Because, through some bizarre topological fault in the space-time continuum, I tend to attract weird circumstances, I altered them a slight bit (after all, rules are made to be broken, right?)
This is a new computer, and I've only recently acquired a camera, so I do not have four folders of pictures yet. However, I have taken extensive amounts of pictures with Mother's camera back home, and THOSE are in folders. Many folders. Problem is, those folders are also at home on the home computer. But! As a victim of the widespread epidemic that is social networking sites, I have made albums of those photos to show my friends, family, and acquaintances. So I picked the fourth album, found the fourth picture, and will now attempt to explain it:
Unsurprisingly enough (to those people who remain unfazed by such weirdness), this picture came from an album entitled "The Gorilla Chronicles." Because, believe it or not, this is not the only picture of that gorilla. But, before talking about this, maybe I should first explain the gorilla. So here goes:
In America (or at least in the South) (or possibly just Texas), people like to decorate their front yards. Not the kind of decorating that involves little red-hatted gnomes in amusing garden-work poses, but the kind that is just plain weird. We're talking plastic flamingoes, lights, music, reindeer, snowglobes, giant spiders and inflatable monsters here. And gorillas.
Most of the City Back Home is quite new, sprawling suburbs of a sort (it's a rather strange city, made up of a university, two avenues with all the stores and shops, and the rest is residential Suburbia. No business centers, no factories, no skyscrapers, no downtown.) The people inhabiting the new, expensive, custom-made homes tend to have new, expensive, flashy seasonal decorations. The people inhabiting the new, cheaper, cookie-cutter homes tend to have cheap, bad-taste, flashy seasonal decorations. My neighborhood is one of the older ones, and the people living in old, strangely shaped houses tend to have eccentric decorations.
One of my neighbors is particularly eccentric. So, one warm and snowless Christmas morning, a giant trailer pulled up to his door with a 2000-ton concrete gorilla with a bow tied around its neck in tow, a present from his son.
By the end of the day, the gorilla (baptized Gus) had taken residence on the front lawn. For the rest of the holiday season, he wore a bow. Then, one day in early February, the bow was replaced by a pink cardboard heart saying "Happy Valentine's Day." February 15th, the heart disappeared and was replaced by this costume in honor of Mardi Gras. The costume later turned to rabbit ears and a basket of plastic eggs (some amusing double- and triple-takes were observed in passerbys: "Is that a... gorilla? Wait... Is it wearing fuzzy bunny ears?!?"), a purple boa and hat (Gus decidedly is a very coquettish gorilla), graduation robes, a stars-and-stripes tophat and bow, a Hawaiian flower necklace with coconut bra and beach ball, red paint trimmed with white fur and a Santa hat, green paint and a shamrock, a wedding dress (for their daughter's wedding, a picture of the bride, groom, and gorilla appeared in the newspaper!), and many more. I have chronicled many of these costumes, but Sis and Bro have failed to take up the torch after I left, so the Gorilla Chronicles have been sadly abandoned.
And that's my story.
I don't really know that many people in Blogworld besides Scriptor Senex and GB (despite the large number of blogs I follow), and both of them have already been tagged. So, should anyone who stumbles upon this post happen to like the idea of this meme, consider yourself tagged.
2 comments:
Oh. Wow. I feel now that I didn't explain my photo. But then what is there to explain about such an obvious scene that one can see from one's study or kitchen? Please keep blogging. You are so interesting.
And I thought we British were eccentric!
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