My name is Sublimemonkey and I own a unicorn. A pink, plushy…mangy…unicorn named Hugh Nickhorn. He was presented to me as a birthday gift from two very good friends. A complete surprise…but it did make me wonder what sort of essence I exude (at the age of 42) that would convince friends that a unicorn would be the perfect birthday gift…and a perfect gift it was. Hugh was found and bought at Publix grocery store in St. Augustine, Florida…brought back through TSA security (without even a blink of an eye) and presented to me on the roof of an apartment building in DC following hours of alcohol consumption. As you can tell from the smiling faces above…we were having a good time. Little did we know…this unicorn was going to become larger than life and become a conversation piece every time he was taken out in public.
Hugh was born as the result of me administering a secret Facebook group. A secret Facebook group that was a merging of my friends and the friends of friends. The idea was to bring people together to discuss, among other things, this blog post. The discussion of my blog posts became secondary when individual personalities started dictating conversations. This group that would swell to 75 members and then shrink to 50 at the time I decided to end the group. Somehow among the posts and comments about religion, politics, alcohol, boobs, personal issues, and pop culture…a unicorn theme emerged. Seems unicorns are very popular considering there is a wiki list of categories that discusses unicorns on the Internet. The unicorn has even been called the “new skull” and the symbol of “mainstreaming of gay symbolism.” Hugh may be a symbol of pop culture, he may be the “new skull” of mainstream gay symbolism…but Hugh is his own persona…and as far as I can tell, he is not gay…but I wouldn’t give a shit if he was.
Hugh, for a while, had a twitter account. Hugh has a Facebook account…and regardless of opinions, thoughts, and suspicions…I do not run nor do I have access to Hugh’s Facebook account. Hugh is as real as the rest of us on Facebook. He can be a jerk, he can say and do things without thinking. He can be funny and sarcastic. In the end, Hugh attempts, it seems, to be a good friend and Facebook personality…Hugh has gained and lost some friends. Hugh is never malicious but sometimes he can be downright stupid. Hugh participated in the secret Facebook group until the end. Hugh learned some lessons from Facebook.
Hugh has become sort of a modern, and adult version, of Flat Stanley…he has gone places and met a lot of people. No matter where Hugh goes, people want to meet him, have their picture taken with him, and want to know why he is hanging out with me. Basically, Hugh smiles and says that he represents friends and life. Most nod and then grab his mangy head and pose for the camera. I have learned that everyone may not like me…but, sure as shit, everyone likes a unicorn. Here is a pictorial history of what Hugh has learned after about 11 months of travel and participating in a secret Facebook group.
– It’s okay to allow others to use you and what you have to offer for their own needs and pleasures.
– Everyone wants to hang out with you as long as it is all fun and games.
– Step out of your comfort zone and try something new…you might like it.
– Making new friends sometimes means you get slobbered on.
– Grown ass adults can be naughty…and childish.
– Patience with others and one’s self is a virtue.
– Sometimes you have to try new things and conquer fears.
– Hanging out in person is far better than just interacting on Facebook.
– Be whimsical.
– Sometimes, nothing in life is more wonderful than a good drink, a sunny island afternoon, and being with the ones you love.
– Be true and real…true friends will appreciate it and love you for it.
– Celebrate the significant moments in life with the ones you love.
– Never pass up an opportunity for a good conversation.
– Put yourself out there so others can meet and appreciate you for who you are.
– Enjoy the moment…because moments pass…quickly.
– Go and experience it in person…life and music are better that way.
– Magical moments are rare events…don’t discard the opportunity to experience them.
– Play as much as possible.
– Quality is often impersonated, rarely perfected.
– At the end of the night, head home and be proud of who you are and how you have treated others.
The adventure isn’t over…Hugh and I have a lot to see and do. So if you come across a bald man and his unicorn, stop us, say hi, and smile for the camera.