Thou mighty one, that with thy power hast turn’d
Green Neptune into purple; whose approach
Comets prewarn, whose havoc in vast field
Unearthed skulls proclaim, whose breath blows down
The teeming Ceres’ foison, who dost pluck
With hand armipotent from forth blue clouds
The mason’d turrets, that both mak’st and break’st

Arcite in Shakespeare’s The Two Noble Kinsmen 5.1.42-

Horoscopes for 7.11.2019

Cancer

When Mercury is in apparent retrograde motion, like now, “things” tend to go “sideways.” Simply put. I know, the Moon Children and their birthdays, and I know, “Happy Birthday!” Then, too, I understand, leave a little earlier, arrive a little late, that’s just how it goes. I don’t struggle with this, not anymore, but then I live in concert with the planets and their apparent motions.

“More like ‘motion sickness,’ this week,” mutters one moon child. Yes, thank you for that image. Some of you guys are just sick. “Get on with it!” So this week, next couple of days, nothing seems to point where you are supposed to be; you take a right, and the correct answer was go left; however, if you go left? The first answer was right. Gets a bit silly, and what with birthdays and all? Why not pretend this is just fun and games, not nearly as serious as you would make it out to be. It serves you well not to be become invested in silly expectations at the moment, as those are sure to fail. Enjoy the show, though.

The Leo

I got the perfect gift for The Leo’s week: the “mute” button. Phones have them. TVs have them. Too bad our significant others don’t have them? Yeah, that kind of commentary can get either one of us in big trouble in a hurry. So, yeah, no, keep that idea to yourself about installing some kind of sound-limiting button on the spouse (girlfriend, boyfriend, &c.) Back to my point though, what works?
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Gallops the zodiac in his glistering coach,
And overlooks the highest-peering hills:
So Tamora.

Aaron in Shakespeare’s
Titus Andronicus 2.1.7-9

Happy Birthday!

Horoscopes for 7.4.2019

Mercury conjuncts Mars and goes retrograde, all about July 7, 2019, around 6:14 PM — but your mileage may vary, see fineprint for details.

Cancer

One of the problems especially when fishing along the Gulf Coast? The tint of the sunglasses. With a sub-tropical setting, and water that can change in the blink of an eye, the tint on the sunglasses — needs to be dark, polarized, and UV-proof. The problem is that the color of the lens change the color of the water. I was looking through some digital images from the last trip and I realized that I had thought the water was green, when — according to the pictures of me with fish, in the background? It shows more like blue water. All of it is “skinny water,” means rather shallow. Inter-coastal, in-shore, heard it called a lot of things, but for me, it spells out summer fun with a fishing pole in hand.

The question of the water’s color? Depends on the sunglasses. While I know of a few people who would venture without protective eyewear, ten, twelve hours in the summer sun? Not a chance I would go without not just one but two sets of shades. That’s how I discovered the difference the lens make. Maybe this isn’t really new information, but it seemed like a earth-shattering discovery for me, at the time. Subtle differences, shaded by the lens I use to look at the situation. Color of the water changes. Simple stuff, obvious clue, one could say, “Right in front of you,” or, “in plain sight.” This week, holidays and all? It’s how you look at it. Or, how you look at it, through what lens?

The Leo

Ever been in one of them resorts? Think, like pool-side in Las Vegas, if that’s really still a thing. With temperatures easily cresting 110, yeah, I’m not going to be poolside in a cabana at this time. If there’s fishing involved, then there’s the cool bay water, and the breeze from offshore, or the wind in my hair as the boat motors along at 50 knots. But I was thinking about the pool-side cabana I see in the ads for resorts. Usually, there’s a series of those tents clustered around the pool, stacked like trailers in a trailer park. Rife with the same drama that comes from trailers in a trailer park, “He said that she said, that they said,” and then it get ugly.
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I’ll show thee the best springs; I’ll pluck thee berries;
I’ll fish for thee, and get thee wood enough.
A plague upon the tyrant that I serve!
I’ll bear him no more sticks, but follow thee,
Thou wondrous man.

Caliban in Shakespeare’s The Tempest 2.2.77-81

All for a spot of wine. A dram of wine.

Horoscopes for 6.27.2019

Cancer

Yeah, the above passage from Shakespeare’s The Tempest is fun, usually easy to do, too, as the “monster” (Caliban) has never tasted wine before a couple of old drunken sailors introduce it. Fun stuff. Caliban will do anything for some more, as the alcohol relieves the pain and burdens of living — and serving — in the wilderness with the main wizard, Prospero. Reminds me of an updated version, an expression attributed to Golden Age science fiction, “One man’s magic is another man’s technology.” I should offer points for that correct quote and attribution, but I know I’ve got in Pink Cake someplace. I think. Instead of spending too much time fact-checking, or trying to locate a source for a quote, let’s look at a little bigger image here, in the sign of the Moon Child, as there’s a message within Caliban’s statements, wherein he prostrates himself in front of some otherworldly creature, begging for more. Couple of old drunk sailors, who, by the wizard’s magic, arrive intact and freshened up, despite the appearance of calamity at sea. Too much? Watch for the “I’ll do anything for,” well, in Caliban’s example, it was merely cheap wine. Happy Birthday!

The Leo

Next few days, I was searching for an apt way to describe what benefits The Leo best, and all I could think about was “potluck.” One of those social deals where everyone brings some kind of dish? Party, gathering, social event, fundraiser, any number of excuses for a group of like-minded individuals to get together to break bread, share a community meal, and the way it works? Everyone brings a dish or platter of food. Or food-like substances. When I’m invited, I just stop by the grocery store and get a pre-packaged bag or tray of something, maybe a sheet cake. However, for The Leo and this week?
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