Recently I got an email asking if Rory (the taxidermied raccoon) was available for a Hollywood close-up, as a singing character on a musical taxidermy pilot. It sounded like fried gold but Rory is extremely breakable and every time he goes somewhere all his fingers fall off (relatable) and his brother Rory II is almost as fragile so he had to say no for his own self-preservation.
But then I had a thought…Rory III.
Rory III was a gift I got on tour and he is made of magic. And a carcass. And also some dolls hands and some cardboard tubing that makes him fit perfectly on a bottle and makes him the best wine koozie ever.
So I sent Rory III to California and he was loved and beloved, and this same strange little creature that Hailey and Victor keep insisting I stop putting in their beds was finally accepted and celebrated for his endearing weirdness and strange gifts.
And I got a few behind the scenes photos, like this one:
The point is, you may feel like an empty, unappreciated weirdo right now but don’t give up because one day you will find the place you fit…the place where you were meant to be…and you will finally feel warm and loved even when you’re not totally filled with wine. Just like Rory III.
PS. Here is a link to the project. I’m looking forward to it.