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Here is your horoscope for Sunday (Sunday? Sunday?!? Since when is there an Eric’s Daily Horoscope on a Sunday? ), January 17, 2010 (Well, in Our vast experience here in Bloggonia a few things have become clear in short order. Thing One is that We are quickly going to burn through Our meager collection of catchy photos, as We have never been One to say, “Oh, what a funny pixture; let’s save it forever and ever.” And Thing B is that We are going to have to do the typing in Micro$oft Weird™, as Google persists not only in changing fonts and colors on Us randomly, but crams all of Our text together into one paragraphless blog-blob, no matter how many spaces We attempt to induce it to include, thereby discouraging any casual new readers who might stumble upon the thing. (Micro$oft Weird™, on the other hand, flags “paragraphless” as a non-word, but allows “blog-blob” to slide. But what are ya gonna do?)):

(We just imported this from Micro$oft Weird™, and it ate all the spaces again. So We had to go into the html code (!) and add break codes. Is it just Us, or should Google be friendlier than this?)


(Re: the pixture: there is absolutely no explanation for the Darth Vader-Hello Kitty pixture, unless you happened to see the WaitStaff show in which We essayed the role of Mary Ann Mobley Kenobi from the Star Trek Wars movies.)

(Meanwhile, last night in Eric’s Dream Life (which is like Barbie™’s Dream House, but with more n@ked bois), We were hired by the Arden Theatre to play an extra in (We think) The Miracle Worker. (Which doesn’t have extras, but hey, it’s a dream. (Those of you (hello, Cathy!) who are expecting a Helen Keller joke here are going to be sorely disappointed (WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!! (Okay, We lied.))) Being an extra in said play apparently involved riding a bus (!) with schoolchildren (and, presumably, Helen Keller, but We never got so far as meeting the actress who was playing her, as We went shopping and were consequently late to the very first rehearsal and were fired, The End.)

(You will note that, at no point during the process did it occur to Us to question whyever they would hire someone of Our advanced years to portray a schoolchildren. And “whyever” is so g0dd@mn well TOO a word.)

Jupiter, the planet of plenty, enters the sign of Pisces today, for the first time in 12 years! (An overjoyed and yet sweaty and exhausted Pisces could not be reached for comment.)

Jupiter is the planet of good luck and wherever he goes, things flow just that little bit more easily for us mere mortals. (Because love grows where my Rosemary goes, and nobody knows like me. (In case you missed it in the subject line, that was a little earworm for the old folks. You’re welcome.))

For you as an Aries, Jupiter's entry into Pisces means he's moving into your 12th House, the part of your chart associated with All Things Spiritual. (How fitting! We were just on Our way to sit in front of the Martin Luther King Day tree, eat some Martin Luther King Day cookies, and sing a few spirituals. While drinking some spirits. Especially since, according to this: http://www.phillyfunguide.com/event/detail/62109 , it is ALSO George Washington Carver Weekend. Found a peanut, found a peanut, found a peanut, made some stuff.)

Because Uranus (Whose?)

- the planet of shocks and surprises (Oh, you have no idea!)

- is also in Pisces, there's a sense that the very thing which has been oh-so-unpredictable over the past few years is the same thing which is now going to bring you good fortune. (So, essentially, Uranus is now spitting out fortune cookies. Also, with six, you get egg roll. And, if it’s Tuesday, these must be Belgian waffles.)

(What? Hey, YOUR mental imagery is not OUR fault.)

In your case, it's where your SPIRITUALITY (Stop hollering.)

is concerned. (We are not the least bit concerned.)

The more you look into the spiritual side of life, the more you're going to feel the blessings the Universe has in store for you over the next 12 months. (Yeah. We can just imagine.)

(YOUR-O-Scopes:

http://www.humorscope.com/

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