Hello, Ducks!
Starzina
Starfish-Browne here with your Eric’s! Daily! Horoscope! for JustAnotherManTitzMonday, July 22th
, 20thirteen. Happy Belated
Birthday to Adam who turned twenty-four this past weekend in FairBrooklynThePrideOfTheThornInTheSideOfNewYork. Also, Happy Belated Birthday to Christopher,
who also turned twenty-four this past weekend, all the way across the country
on The Left Coast.
Susan
Sarandon apparently just joined SitOnMyFaceBook last week. We are amongst the first thirty-five thousand
or so people to like her page. The world
is a very strange place.
Speaking
of strange, We are up to Our eyeballs in creating publicity for Our Fringe
show. Which show, We might add, does not
yet exist. But you will be hearing a
great deal more about it in the coming days. Which will still be prior to its
actual existence.
Do strippers have nightmares about accidentally going to
work fully clothed?
In other news, those of you who have been to
OurHouseWhereWeLive know that We keep a crystal bowl full of Hershey’s™ kisses
on Our coffee table in the living room.
Not being a big sweets eater, We probably eat, in general, two or three
kisses a month. Last night, We sat in front
of Our television and ate every single piece of chocolate in the bowl.
Our bowels are not thanking Us.
Meanwhile confidentially to Our str8 boi readers who may have been
wondering: it’s not gay if you do it for a Klondike™ bar.
And here is the HorrorScope:
Years from now, We sincerely hope that you will remember exactly
what you were doing when you found out that it is Orson Bean’s birthday. Also, Selena Gomez turns twenty-one today,
which may mark the first time that it has been brought to Our attention that there
are now fully-grown-adult twenty-one-year-old persons who were born in 1992. If
anyone is looking for Us, We’ll be lying under the coffee table, drinking an
Everclear™ and Geritol™.
Jump on that big, fat opportunity (Eeeeuuuuwwww!!!!)
— you need to relish it for all it’s worth! (Does anyone actually EAT relish? (Does anyone?
Still wear? A hat?))
There’s no need to worry about making the wrong choice, (Since
this is an e-pissode of OUR life, and the wrong choice is a given.)
as you aren’t likely to see something like this again anytime
soon. (Oooooohhh….a one-time only wrong
choice! Those are the best ones!)
Your drive for success simply cannot steer you wrong
right now, (Is it just Us, or is this driving metaphor a little muddled?)
so let it introduce you to new and exciting circumstances
today! (By inserting random exclamation
points, Kelli is clearly attempting to create this illusion of “exciting
circumstances” to which she alludes.
Unfortunately, she is failing, because she is an asshatted asshat with
an ass for a hat.)
Meeting new people and tackling difficult new challenges
might not be the first things on your wish list. (However, tackling new people…)
But once you get started in on something with this much
possibility you won’t be able to stop until you have reached your goal. (Has anyone else ever noticed how much “goal”
and “koala” look alike? Just Us? Alrighty, then. (It was apparently a very good year for
Everclear™. Or Geritol™. One of those.))
You’re not so sure that scoring love points is really
worth it when it comes at someone else’s expense. (Doesn’t “love” in tennis mean “nothing”? If We’re going to have sports metaphors,
could they not be SO stupid that they don’t even make sense to people who know
nothing about sports? KThxBye.)
You know you’ve got great moves, (You’ve no idea.)
so there’s no need to compete directly (What about
directing completely?)
— play it your own way. (Oh, see, now…)
In
gaseousness,
Starzina Starfish-Browne
(Your Your-O-Scopes:
(Meanwhile, why We didn’t think of this sooner, We’ve got no idea, but
better laid than necking, as they say (and how right they are!). For
real live actual ass(tromlaogical) ho(roscopular) advice, please visit Our good
friend AstroGeek here: http://agskylab.blogspot.com/. Our Own epistular
musings are of use to you only insofar as making you feel better by comparison,
but he will give you actual pertinent advice for your very own lives, based on
upon the positions and transitations of all manner of planets, planetoids,
asteroids, Altoids™, hemorrhoids, and other heavenly flotsam, jetsam, and
Jetsons. Plus, he knows all about Uranus!)
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Starzina
Starfish-Browne was born in the wagon of a traveling show…well, okay, not
really. She was actually born in Lowake, Texas, the daughter of a beautician
and either a garage mechanic or the town mailman. At sixteen, she escaped her
humble beginnings by running off with Doctor Browne’s Traveling Medicine Show
and, more to the point, Doctor Browne. Following the dissolution of this
unfortunate entanglement (Doctor Browne was a Virgo and Starzina is, of course,
an Aries), which produced a daughter, Starzina entered a contest in Soap Opera
Digest and won a scholarship to Oxford (yes, in ENGLAND), where she earned her
doctorate in the newly-created dual major of Astrology and Human Sexuality.
There is absolutely NO TRUTH to the rumor that Starzina’s second daughter has
Royal blood, despite tabloid photographs allegedly depicting her cavorting on
the Italian Riviera with Princes William and Harry, clad only in Prussian
helmets and armbands of questionable taste. Starzina currently resides with her
daughters in Philadelphia, the City That Loves You (On Your) Back, where she
enjoys Double Coupon Day at the local SuperCruise and “encouraging” the
coxswain of the Penn rowing team.
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