Let’s face it: Rhinos are gifted at Camouflage.
The fact that We can disappear does not mean We should disappear.
We wonder, why should We have to hide? Hmm?
The Frisbee is an item of long standing. The ancient Greeks liked to play with a discus, similar to the modern Frisbee. After that, various objects suggested themselves for flinging. The Rhino Favorite is the pie plate, perhaps because of its happy associations.
Rhinos aren’t built for hurling themselves about, so Frisbees are attractive to Us because the folk who play seem to have a fine time. Thrills by association, one among many.
The toy company, Wham-O, owns the name Frisbee. So think twice before naming your child that.
Acupressure is a fine solution to the irregularities that besiege Big Critters. Kinks are bound to happen, and Rhinos deal with them, with vigor.
Fortunately, many of these Activity Woes take care of themselves; there are points on our feet which respond to pressure, and so naturally solve our problems. How they do it, Rhinos cannot say. But do it, they do.
For tough spots, Rhinos use Roller Theory; when We exert a ton or two onto a pebble, the offending area relents, almost always. Then We’re back in business.
The Pony Express did its thing, delivering mail from California to Missouri (and vice versa) from April, 1860 to October 1861, a total of 18 months. For its day, this was snappy service; mail made the trip in 10 days or under. Whooosh!
What short-circuited the whole business was the Transcontinental Telegraph, which worked even faster. Technology, technology.
Still, there is a great romance to Pony Express riders. Please recall: few Rhinos get mail of any kind whatever.
Today is Mr. Harry Houdini’s birthday, born 1874. He was a Consummate Showman, creating and performing Death Defying Acts, astonishing One and All.
Although We Rhinos may appreciate Houdini’s feats, Rhinos have no choice but to undertake a more demanding task.
Survival is not an entertainment for Us. Carnival Trickery will not be enough. It would be nice if it was.
Outstanding Intentions seem to have failed Us, which meant We did not Congratulate Nebraska on its Statehood, granted on March 1, 1867. We got distracted, but We do offer our regrets for the delay.
Nebraska is known as the Cornhusker State, but in 2018, Nebraskans chose a new slogan, “Honestly, it’s not for Everyone”. This demonstrates a dry sense of humor, which all Rhinos appreciate. Obviously, the folks who are there find it satisfactory, and what else is there to know?
No place on Earth is “for Everyone”, as any Rhino could tell you.
No Rhino is free from Delusions; they come with the Territory. How We see ourselves is simply not going to agree with our Mom, or the neighbors, or our siblings. Each of Us is working away on ourselves, each as a project with mystical, individualized ingredients. We inhale ourselves.
Rhinos try to bear in mind that what each of Us sees in the mirror is different from anybody else, be it the casual glance or the scrutiny of the censorious. Knowing this, We try to cut other Rhinos some slack.
It helps to know how little We know, so We know how valuable our opinions may be.
March 15, Maine was admitted officially to the Union in 1820. Most of the folks live near the coast. Per Square Mile, Maine has the lowest population density east of the Mississippi.
It is called The Pine Tree State, for obvious reasons. Plus it has more Lighthouses than any other state, and We can’t ever have too many of them! That is because the coast is mighty rugged, so boats need the help.
Maine is large and has mostly Wilderness, which in our Rhino opinion, makes it rich indeed.
Because our sleeping patterns are so unpredictable, Rhinos need to get into Dream Mode with no delay. When We close our eyes, our dreaming mechanisms crank right up.
We are always surprised to learn that this is not a universal solution, but then, We are on duty 24/7, in various States of Awareness. ‘Semper Rhino’ is not just an easy-peasy slogan.
One nice thing is, Rhino dreams are almost all pleasing and rejuvenating. For which We are grateful. We wake up sassy, and stay that way.