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Horoscopes for 12.5.2019

    Yet this my comfort, when your words are done,
    My woes end likewise with the evening sun.

Egeon in Shakespeare’s
A Comedy of Errors (1.1.26-7)

Horoscopes for 12.5.2019

Full Moon in Sagittarius and Gemini, 12.12.2019 at 12:12 AM CDT or 12.11.2019 at 11:12 PM. Your Mileage May Vary. The December special deal.


Travel, it’s hardwired into my soul. I’m used to it, with all its vagaries, especially commercial air travel.

I looked up, and there was a guy dressed like a mountain man. Full beard, fuzzy hat, boots, backpack, long winter coat, and a muffler. I was dressed in shorts and sandals, T-shirt and a lightweight flannel shirt wrapped around my waist. I will be in a terminal, then departure lounge, then taxi, then motel. Never outside for more than a few moments. I’ve also spent the bulk of my adult life in the Sun Belt, the American South West. Mostly South Texas these days, and the winter weather can be quite warm. So the Mountain Man look amused me, trekking to the north lands, I guess, but for me, this is about the vagaries of travel. As a Sagittarius, we must be light on our feet at this time, easily adaptable to whatever might come our way. Where I was going, though, no winter wear was required.

As a Sagittarius?

While me must be ready for exigent circumstances? Just a little looking ahead makes this more comfortable with much less to carry, no matter what mode of transport we’re using.


While the conglomeration of planets stuck in Capricorn, they don’t all lend themselves to this kind of a simplistic definition? While Pluto/Venus, Saturn, and Jupiter — individually? Not so much. Combine the elements represented, and with the Sun still in Sagittarius, thank-you-very-much? Add it all up, and what do we have?
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Horoscopes for 11-28-2019

Knights, kinsmen, lovers, yea, my sacrifices,
True worshippers of Mars, whose spirit in you
Expels the seeds of fear, and th’ apprehension
Which still is farther off it, go with me
Before the god of our profession. There
Require of him the hearts of lions and
The breath of tigers, yea, the fierceness too,
Yea, the speed also—to go on, I mean,
Else wish we to be snails.

Arcite in Shakespeare’s
The Two Noble Kinsmen 5.1.34-42

Horoscopes for 11.28.2019

Jupiter enters the tropical zodiac sign of Capricorn Dec. 2, 2019 around noon. The December Deal special opportunity.


SagittariusWas still warm a few weeks back. My neighbor was mowing his yard. He was wearing a Hawaiian shirt, board shorts, and flip-flops. I almost interrupted him to advise against a loud and cranky lawn mower while only wearing sandals, but then, if it were me? That’s what I would wear. Exactly. I might lose the shirt, depending on weather. I would also use an environmentally more friendly push mower, but again, I’m not my neighbor, and I — rather purposefully — have no lawn to mow. I leave that to the maintenance guy.

But the neighbor, he’s retired military, in flip-flops and a Hawaiian shirt? I would like to assume that is my influence. In part, it is the choice of shirts. Ever since I’ve been his neighbor, he’s gradually shifted to louder, floral-print shirts. Never totally in style so never totally out of style. I’m a good influence, right? With Sagittarius birthdays upon us all, and this horoscope commemorates my annual trip around the sun, I would look upon our perceived influences, like my former military, formerly formally uptight neighbor, dressed in board shorts, flip-flops, and a Hawaiian shirt, and from that? Happy birthday to ourselves, but we have to remember, Jupiter causes a certain amount of arrogance, and if we think that it is solely our Sagittarius influence that pervades?


CapricornIf it’s difficult, we shouldn’t be doing it. There’s a certain ease and grace that comes with Jupiter. Fun times, plus, Venus is in on the mix? There’s a special way this energy plays, and unwatched, this can be a problem. For starters, though, there’s something to look at: Capricorn and age. Our elders? Yes, the elder spokespersons. Teachers, guides, “our betters,” as I’ve heard them called. “Respected elder spokesperson.”
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Horoscopes for 11-21-2019

    Such a villan
    A writer could not put down in his scene,
    Without taxation of his auditory
    For fiction most enormous.

Julio in Shakespeare’s
Double Falsehood 3.1.22-

The attribution of Double Falsehood to Shakespeare is best left to academics to debate. But the idea that we got scene that no writer could ever dream of as a fiction?

Horoscopes for 11.21.2019

The Sun moves into the tropical zodiac sign of Sagittarius Nov. 22, 10:58 AM Central, more or less.


The problems with the Sun moving into Sagittarius is that phase of the moon. She’s just a bitch, you know? Too much going on, and not enough Sagittarius to cover all that is required. Personally, from here on out, my business is next to non-existent until January 1. I’m not too concerned; been like this for many long years, finally figured out the holding pattern, and figured out what to do about everting: nothing.

As a fellow November Sagittarius? I know that long-term, big-picture goals, think, like what kind of a new year do we want? Think in terms like that as we approach the holidays and the merriment, and the parties, and the birthday celebrations, and whatever else? There are two lines, one arcing upwards, that’s Sagittarius social commitments, and another arcing downwards, that’s Sagittarius income (work, career). One is headed up and one is headed down, and those two arcs intersect this week. Middle of the graph. Again, back to that phase of the moon, and what it suggests? Long-term plans. think long-term, big-picture. New year, what does that hold? “That’s too far away!” Not too far to make some plans, now.


A really long time ago, I was in the “entertainment” field, albeit in a different iteration than now. Mostly, my background was bartending, and it’s a cut above some work, but, essentially, at the time, I was cashier with liquor bottles and staff of three to five. In military terms? Think: squad leader. Couple of nights were always big business nights. Thanksgiving was one. Thanksgiving night was a drinker’s paradise. The venues — that were open — would be crowded with seasoned professionals and the “out of town” guests, most notably, victims or escapes based on whatever the local legend was. Like? “I couldn't wait until I got out of school so I could leave this town, forever.” And they were back, at Thanksgiving.
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