Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec est vrai.

It's Sunday afternoon and I have nothing important to do. So naturally I turn to Facebook.

A couple of years ago, I created a page for my hero, Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec. Again, I probably created it on another Sunday afternoon when I had nothing important to do. As a member of the France network as well as the St. Olaf staff, Henri has collected many friends from all over the world. Today, as I was confirming a list of his friend requests, someone started a Facebook chat.

Olivia: hi

Henri: Hello.

Olivia: where are u from?

Henri: France.

Olivia: i'm from italy, nicve to meet yuou, yopu, you

Henri: Nice to meet you too.

Olivia: i'm olivia bytheways. and you are...?

Henri: Henri.

Olivia: of course....age??

Henri: Old.

Olivia: i thought you were dead?! :)

Henri: Maybe.

Olivia: of course...

Henri: It's the truth.

Olivia: he was my favourite artist too. that's why i added you:)

Henri: Why thank you.

Olivia: :) are you going to keep faking...all conversation long or are u actually also going to ask me something?'?

Olivia: u there?? i'm very pretty you could paint me!

Henri: Sorry, it was nice talking to you, but I have to run off...I have an appointment at the Chat Noir.

Olivia: ciqao, ciao


I should never have Henri signed in online.