Hello, Ducks!
Starzina Starfish-Browne here with your
Eric’s! Daily! Horoscope! for GoodPieRupeeTuesday, May 20st , 2014.
Happy Birthday to Ginger, who turns
twenty-four today right here in The City Of Brotherly Love Handles. Thereby causing Us to reflect upon people
named after herbs and spices. Like Ginger. And Rosemary. And Cinnamon on Mission:Impossible. (Although We can’t think of another example of
a person named Cinnamon.) And Angie
Dickinson as Pepper Anderson on Policewoman.
(Now THERE’S a brain cell We’ll never get back.)
This led, naturally (We being We), to speculation
on ethnically-related herb-and-spice namesakes.
Are there, for example, Indian women named Curry? That would probably depend upon the
attractiveness, mellifluence-wise, of whatever the Indian word for “curry” is.
Of course, the English word “Curry” is pleasant enough to be someone’s name
(although We can’t think of anyone named Curry right off the top of Our
head(s)), but if the Indian word for “curry” is “phlegmschmutz” or some such,
they probably won’t be naming people that anytime soon.
We shall have to research this further the
next time We need to call a customer service hotline.
Although, come to think of it, We know a lot
more Italian women than We do Indian women, but We don’t know any named “Oregano”.
(Parenthetically (hence the
parentheses), focusing on the word “Oregano” (which One does a lot less
frequently than One might imagine) always makes Us think of Glenda Jackson, in
some movie whose name escapes Us, going on and on about “ore-uh-GAH-no”,
instead of “ore-RAY-guh-no”, making Us wonder if that’s an actual Britlandish
pronunciation or just Glenda Jackson being a big ol’ freak.)
Shaun?
Of course, if it is pronounced Glenda Jackson’s
way in Britland, it is much more likely that there are Italian women there
named Oregano (Ore-uh-GAH-no)…
Shaun?
In other news, Happy Vigesimo de Mayo to
everybody else.
Speaking of birthdays, We are awaiting with
bated breath (because We are nothing if not a master breath-bater) the arrival
of Our birthday gift of tickets to see Hedwig and the Angry Inch starring
Neil Patrick Harris and Lynda Day George.
(We are just going to keep right on saying
that until that show closes, thereby demonstrating the utter futility of
Creative ViZZZualization. (Although
apparently We have viZZZualized well enough that one poor deluded Gentle Reader
actually imagines that We already HAVE said tickets.))
(How many of you are now picturing Lynda Day George as Yitzhak? (How many of you are now saying, “Who the fuck is Lynda Day George?”))
In other news, We find Ourselves (not that We
were looking for Us, but it’s a figger of speech) in the sign of Taurus, Our
video for which is above, and here is the link with which you may share it with
your friends:
Also, for those of you who like cups of tea, and history, and someone
in a tree, here is Our previous Taurus video, which is somewhat of a fillum
noir, if you will. (Or even if you won’t…since when is it all about you?):
And here’s the HorrorScope:
In celebrity birthday news, both Cher and
Busta Rhymes were born today. As were Bronson Pinchot and Mindy Cohn. Them
cupcakes is gonna be cray-cray!
Think more about the long-term today — your
ideas are better suited to intricate plans than immediate tactical deployment. (Ya know, it occurs to Us after Our discussion
above, perhaps We should write a baby name book.)
You should be able to deal with people who
are short-sighted. (Do short-sighted
people have seeing-eye Chihuahuas?)
(Try not to die laughing.)
You usually run your financial show on a
tight budget, even if you don’t need to. (Wait…We have a show?)
And that goes for all aspects of your life,
whether it’s the groceries, the necessities or the entertainment. (How exactly
are groceries not a necessity?)
So when you let the world know that you’re
ready to spend some money for real, don’t expect them to take the news without
batting an eyelash. (Is it just Us, or would “The Unbatted Eyelash” be a great
name for…something or another? (Not a baby…AssHatt.))
(It just occurred to Us that We’ve made it
all this way without making a single Spice Girls joke…aren’t you proud of Us?)
(Orange you glad We didn’t say “banana”?)
They’ll be amazed and astounded — as will the
lucky person you’re lavishing with attention. (“Lavishing with attention” IS a euphemism,
innit?)
Volunteering is an excellent way to meet
like-minded and cute people. (Random words do not always a sentence make.)
Pick
your favorite organization and dive right in. (Swedish Olympic Men’s Swim Team,
here We come!)
Namaste, MotherFuckers.
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://sett.com/astrogeek895/. 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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