Courtesy under siege

Rhinos celebrate the birthday of Ms. Judith Martin, better known as Miss Manners. She’s a modern writer, doing what she can to instill Civility, Kindness and Consideration in her readers. Needless to say, hers is a Daunting Task.

Issues of Social Grace have always mesmerized Us Rhinos. Miss Manners gives advice laced with wit and insight and does not suffer fools gladly.

Our kind of gal. If ‘Your Inner Rhino‘ gave awards, she’d get one, no question.

And here We are…

Rhinos are impressed with how often Adventures commence on Mondays. There are other days, but if it’s a new set of Experiences, Monday is the most likely start time.

We admit, We are seldom sure what day it is, but if its suspect, Rhinos call it a Monday, and nobody argues with Us about it. Which proves something, or other.

We do want to point out that Adventures are not necessarily Bad Things. They just involve a lack of Control, which is the norm anyway.

Art Appreciation

Finding Meaning in things is often tricky. In fact, most of the time, there seems to be no definitive meaning to much of anything. We read the labels, which tell Us something, but it usually is inadequate. There is obviously more to it than a sentence or two. And who wrote that little card anyway?

We muse about things. We Rhinos are very fond of Mystique. In fact, We would rather have a Mystery than an Answer We doubt.

We aren’t preparing for a Quiz, you know.

On Toast

Here in Nepal, it is getting oh-so-toasty, which it does annually, year in and out. Toasty-o-toasty. We get up, it’s warm. We mill about, it’s warmer; you get the picture.

Fortunately for Rhinos, Nature built Us for this sort of climate, so We can cope. But coping does not mean that We don’t occasionally wonder who to speak to about dialing things back a bit.

Yes. Toasty-o-Toasty. O Toasty.

The Impossible Mr. Pine Eye

Pinocchio‘ was created by Carlo Collodi in 1883, in a series of tales, each featuring the mischievous puppet. Pinocchio’s goal is to become a Real Boy, but he is dedicated to his own amusement, so it takes a while to achieve his dream.

Whenever Pinocchio tells a lie, which is often, his nose grows. RhinoTots are fascinated by this concept. Wild stories then abound, in the hopes that there will be nasal developments.

That Mr. Collodi has much to answer for with RhinoMoms, you may believe.

(For related illumination, see Jan. 11, 2015, via the Archive button.)

Aw, Shucks…

Rhinos don’t always get fabulous reviews and cheering throngs wherever We go. It’s a surprising fact, but a fact nonetheless.

Does that slow Us down or deflate our balloon? It does not. We simply slather ourselves with trinkets and enjoy the confidence Rhinos get from being Alive.

The Applause is deafening, even if it’s just our own. It’s heartwarming.