Why do I always think of the best nicknames after the fact?
When I was a freshman at theatre design conservatory one of our assignments was to design a soup can label. I made a label that my design teacher loved. It was very sleek, very modern, and was for gazpacho. I did not think of the Razpacho play until long after I had turned in this project.
Why oh why did I only think of "Razputin" recently?
I should have considered this nickname sometime in the winter of 2007.
Behold, Rasputin.
And now Razputin. This photo was taken February 2007 after 4 months of not shaving.
Uncanny or what?
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