Friday, August 5, 2011

Please welcome to the world...

the rhino you've heard so much about! In case you've forgotten, he is from Haiti and covered in French pages (or Creole. I didn't investigate enough to tell which).

Joseph and I (with some help from our friends Lauro and Mandy) have christened him Jacques Rhinó (so that it sounds kind of like Jacques Cousteau).

Here he is in all his Perissodactyllic glory:

That's right, bitches. I'm a rhino.

And I rule this apartment. See that bird? MINE. See that polka dotted table? ALSO MINE.

I'm obsessed. 

As Cousteau said, "If we were logical, the future would be bleak, indeed. But we are more than logical. We are human beings, and we have faith, and we have hope, and we can work."

And we can order Rhinos from Anthropologie! 

Have a phenomenal weekend, and if you pick up a copy of Ionesco's Rhinoceros (which I more than highly recommend. One of the best plays I've ever had the honor to star in), let me know what you think!

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