A few weekends ago I flew to Atlanta to participate in a gnome march.

I know what you’re thinking. You’re terribly jealous of my A-list life. But trust me, it’s not without its aggravations– like having to endure an extra pat down as well as a thorough search of my carry-on bag. For whatever reason, small accordions, gnome salt and pepper shakers, and pointy red hats are viewed as suspicious. I know. I was puzzled by this as well. But I digress.

The gnome march is just one of the krewes (but no doubt the BEST one) in this crazy-fun parade that occurs every April during the Inman Park Festival in Atlanta. Trust me, you’ll want to be a part of it.

If you don’t believe me, here’s a short taste of the gnome-errific madness.

So what does this have to do with an accordion blog? For those of you who don’t know, the accordion is the instrument of choice for your average garden gnome. Seriously. Look around. If a gnome isn’t holding a rake or a hoe, it’s likely he’s squeezing an accordion with his chubby little hands.

Next year, not only do I intend to return to the gnome parade, but I plan to bring my full-sized accordion with me and play it as I march. And I invite my other gnome-loving, accordion- playing friends to do the same. Just think of it. We could have our own kick-ass sub-krewe of polka-playing gnomes nestled within the other marching gnomes, the bridesmaid’s dresses and the Marching Abominables .

It don’t get better than that, gnomie.