Snaily's wife undertakes journey

MySnellvilleBlog has obtained this exclusive aerial photo of Snaily's wife Shelly making her way toward the Snellville Farmers' Market's location in front of Snellville City Hall. The photo was taken near Skyland Drive.

It's hoped that Shelly will reach her destination of Oak Road and US78/Main Street by the time the Snellville Farmers' Market starts on Saturday.

The farmers' market begins at 8 am, but Shelly knows she needs to be there at least by 10 am to witness the sale of Snaily's memorial Christmas ornaments. It's no wonder that Snaily always called Shelly "the little woman."  Her shell diameter is only about 1 centimeter.

You may wonder (I did, too) why Shelly can't be picked up between thumb and forefinger and transported in the armored police vehicle just like Snaily. Whelk, it's because she has a criminal record - she wrote a bad check in 1978 to K-Mart for Purina Snail Chow. Oh yeah, you guessed it ...she skipped bail.

Although she's stayed clean and round for all these years, she's afraid that the Snellville Police will run a background check, find the warrant for her arrest, and deport her to Boaz, Alabama.

Oh Shelly, all is forgiven!

CLICK HERE to read previous episodes 

My Snellville Blog has (almost) a brush with fame

MySnellvilleBlog missed it by that much in the Atlanta Journal & Constitution:

(Quote) "It's called "Snaily" on Snellville blogs."

Snaily is a "HE," the ornament is an 'IT.'  I hope Snaily's wife Shelly doesn't catch wind of Snaily being called an 'it' in the newspaper. You do NOT want to see that snail angry. She can really rip up some paper.

Shane Blatt (AJC writer), dude - You can't even throw me a crumb of a link to this blog?!? C'mon man! Aw, its okay really. Even saying "Snellville blogs" is enough to get this blog hits. I'm a little teensy weensy bit pouty over this, but I will cope. [sniff sniff]  I do appreciate that you write about Snellville and you are a great writer, especially in articles about snail ornaments that are, let's face it, not quite as excitement-filled as the crime beat.

When I grow up, I want to be a real writer, and sip a latte at Starbucks or Border's Cafe while typing meaningful missives on my laptop. For now, I just have to be satisfied with writing the My Snellville Blog that I've been writing for FIVE-FREAKING-YEARS! (Said in Sam Kinison-like scream)  

Here is the link to read the synopsis of previous episodes in the exciting  Ongoing Saga of Snaily the Snellville Snail (OSSSS for short...well, kind of short...shortER to be specific)

Here's my earlier post about the sale of the Snellville Christmas Ornament  and here is the link to the AJC article, if you prefer actual journalism. Fine. Be that way. (pout)

Snellville to sell snail bauble if Sunday booze flows
Atlanta Journal Constitution