Put Put

Today is National Miniature Golf Day. A frustrating game; it seems so simple, yet it requires skills most Rhinos lack. In almost every case, We can only get better.

Rhinos usually play our games after everybody else has called it quits for the night. Most of our tournaments involve a lot of kicking the ball, which is considered fair when the contestants get testy. Then it’s time for Hole #2.

We have excellent night vision, no matter what they tell you.

Who knew?

Today in 1660, a Mr. Isaack B. Fubine was granted a patent, naming him the inventor of Macaroni. That was in the Hague, in Holland.

Macaroni was known before that, but nobody seems to have thought to legalize the topic. So, good for Mr. Fubine.

Macaroni-and-cheese is a different question, and the YIR Research Department has gone to lunch. Sorry; these things happen.

Uninvited Guests

5-4 Subliminal 2042

Rhinos are prey to all sorts of Ideas and Concepts, none of which seem to have a known source. When We are distracted, as Rhinos often are, these Obscurities creep up and jump into our heads.

These are Subliminal Thoughts and Impressions, coming from wherever they come from, and staying as long as they like. We may not even know they are in there, exerting their influence.

It is small wonder that Rhinos are sometimes taken aback by our own special Logic. Golly.