My First Blog, Argentinian Gnomes, and many more.

Welcome, welcome, and welcome. What I meant to say was welcome. This is the very first post of Mr Adam Mellow; a sometime shop assistant and other time writer/dreamer. Cheesy as it is, it is true.
This blog, between now and my almost certain death (cryogenics is progressing every day, or Walt Disney hopes so), will play host to general thoughts, queries, script ideas, short stories and anything else that will either interest you, or entertain me. Or both.
Admittedly, I always held the view that a blog acted as a playground for those who have run out of things to look up on YouTube, and whom have nothing better to do. Well, I have recently found myself unemployed (I hate expressions like 'struck off', or 'made redundant'), and thus have run out of things to look up on YouTube and have nothing better to do.

Case in point:

Argentinian Gnome Sightings http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=q0fPoH2gWzc
If you haven't already viewed this clip, than I implore you to do so immediately, or at least before you pass judgment. And ignore the fact that this is an exclusive on behalf of 'The Sun'(today's 'little-person sighting' is tomorrow's chip paper, after all).
On initial viewing, I must say I found this video disturbing. Not just because it is fairly legit looking, albeit pretty grainy (of course, it would be a group of teenagers armed with mobile phones with low pixel counts that capture this mythological anonymity, as opposed to a professional television crew, in daylight, with a 3CC pixel count). But also due to the fact those young bucks in question are trying on full facial balaclavas in some kind of pre-heist pow wow. And having a ruddy good time doing it.
So I propose... that the appearance of the little fella is the latest exposition in a rapidly escalating gang situation. I'm not saying there is essentially a gang of gnomes, but maybe the other 'cholos' and what have you have sourced a tiny messenger. Either that or he is the latest efforts for the Argentinian neighbourhood watch to conform with equal opportunities legislation.

I find this video particularly amusing due to my being based in Cornwall, where the equivalent dubious 'wildlife' is the beast of Bodmin Moor. No, not a gnome, unicorn, or a plesiosaurus. A glorified moggy with no magic powers who was merely introduced into the wild due to the extravagant excesses of our 1970s forefathers.

Hai Karate in the smellies cabinet, Smash in the kitchen, and a puma in the living room. That is until it was deemed cruel and apparently dangerous to be in ownership of a largely wild predator sharing the food dish with Spot. God bless the 70s. So where do you take a 250 lb wildcat when theres no room at the YMCA?
Precisely.
The poor (yet no less toothy) buggers were unleashed into the relative wilderness of local forestry, causing problems for National Trust members all over the land ('PANTHER STATISTICS ARE NO PICNIC', read one creative and evermore witty headline)
And thats how we got our 'beast'. Or one theory at least.
Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed the video, and will chat soon.
Your friend and mine,
Adz