untoward comments

I got any number of untoward comments about the amount of “spurious” e-mail I got on Friday night, and I never did get a good a definition for spurious. It was intended as an insouciant comment. Saturday was busy — first it was quick trip for a quick cup of coffee in a red convertible with a blond haired Gemini. Then my Sag buddy showed up and we hit a movie. She ain’t seen “Shakespeare in Love” so I got treated to it one more time, explaining how the characters names are in other plays, and how the authors play with lines from Shakespeare, and so forth. Then today, it was another red car, only this was a monster truck, and it was Virgo. But it was Gospel brunch with a Virgo, then more of an afternoon looking at charts and people, and then yet another trip in a jeep with the top down. “Going topless!” was my comment, but it wasn’t too well-received by the Red Haired Capricorn. “Glad the heater works?” she asked me. After the sun sets, it still gets mighty cold. I don’t think I can take too many more laid back weekends with this much activity. But after a self-imposed Friday spent hammering out the last of this year’s stuff, I need to cut loose a little. And it’s now pretty much spring time in Texas. I did a get a special gift this weekend, from a Virgo, “I found this in Waco — and I knew you had to have it.” It’s a Shakespeare hat, Shakespeare Fishing tackle, that is (“since 1897”).