It’s strange, I was pinpointing decisions I’ve made in my own life, times when I took a left instead of right, places where I forged ahead instead of sitting around, and consider what planets affected my disposition, giving influence to choices I’ve taken.
I can still the picture a spring evening, not unlike last night, the desert breeze blowing through the screen door, me and a buddy [Capricorn>, shifting through a newspaper, deliberating what to use as filler. Wrote my first astrology column. I’ve got a copy of it around here someplace.
We all trooped on up to Threadgill’s for a buffet breakfast Sunday morning, scooting out just before the band was setting up – Gospel Brunch. From there, it was a short hike to the new Palmer Events Center, and I was back in the saddle.
I’ve never liked Gill’s coffee, and I found, halfway through the morning, it still doesn’t like me. Stomach never fully recovered, even though a Taurus fetched us up some burgers from down the street.
The time change, I almost completely forgot about it, worried about why one clock was too fast and the other was too slow. Couldn’t ever get over losing an hour someplace.
Like working in the new center, whatever it’s called. Liked having new and different vendors around, too. Certainly didn’t like a sour stomach and sitting right under an AC vent. I think I’m going to figure out how to astrology readings in a boat so I can continue to fish while doing a reading. Got to be more efficient with my time.
I’m still interested in alternatives to PayPal, but so far, I’ve yet to find an arrangement that will cater to a “micropayment.” Constructive suggestions are welcome.
