Starzina Starfish-Browne here with your Eric’s! Daily! Horoscope! for WinesDay, June 11st , 2014.
Happy Birthday to Bill, who turns twenty-four today somewhere in the country. (Also, somewhere in THIS country. THE country being IN this country, as it is. Which must be confusing to tourists. (And which begs the question, We being We, as to what they call country music in other countries. Especially other countries which have country music of their own. As, presumably, many of them do. (Unless they’re a little country, like, say, Monaco.)))
They can’t very well call it “American music”, because so is John Phillip Sousa. And Stephen Sondheim. And Marilyn Manson. And, seriously, if you mix up Tammy Wynette and Marilyn Manson, you’ve got worse problems than Engrish being your Second Language.
Okay, We’re bored of that…moving on… (aren’t you proud of Us for never saying “We put the ‘cunt’ in ‘country’” in the course of that discussion? Yeah, Us too.)
So anyway, ordinarily, e-pissodes of Eric’s!Daily!Horoscope! are stand-alone. But today, due to some seriously developing themes and subplots, We are going to recommend that you go and read yesterday’s e-pissode first (if you haven’t already). You will find it here: http://ericsdailyhoroscope.blogspot.com/2014/06/hey-sugar-daddy-hansel-needs-some-sugar.html , and, in case you need extra encouragement, there are candy penises (penii?).
Okay, so you’re either back or you never left. So We were waiting for a gentlemanly call from a gentleman caller to escort Us to An Event. In a development that will surprise no one, no one called, gentlemanlyly or otherwise.
We are Woman, hear Us whore; Our ass is too big to ignore.
(What the hell ever happened to Helen Reddy, anyway?)
We put on Our big gurrrlll panties and went to The Event by Our Own Self.
The Event was a fillum festival. Because We know people who make fillums, and whose fillums wind up in festivals. Because Our life is glamorous like that.
Clearly, your pee is green with endive.
(What does that even MEAN?)
At any rate, Our friend wrote, directed, and starred in a short fillum called BIGGER, which was hysterically funny. And here comes the first developing theme/subplot: moving on from yesterday’s candy penises (penii?), said fillum was about a theoretical penis (which We never saw (hence its theoreticality)). In fact, the fillum might well have been subtitled “The Little Penis That Could” (or, possibly, “Couldn’t”).
Meanwhile, in one of those co-inky-dinks that could only happen to Us (or on an e-pissode of The Young and the Rest Of Us), We happened to know a number of the actors who starred in the fillum festival’s final fillum (there were three fillums, and they were each well under half an hour long…clearly, the fillum festival planners have met Our attention span), including Keith, Corinna (whom We Our Own Self Personally have seen with The Devil), and Dito.
Now here comes developing theme/subplot Number Two (heh…she said “Number Two”): non-naked skimmers will recall that yesterday was the birthday of TheLovelyAndTalented Kevin, who has the distinction of being the star of the first live performance of Hedwig and the Angry Inch that We ever saw. Well, Dito, who was in the final fillum last night, was the star of the SECOND live performance of Hedwig and the Angry Inch that We ever saw. TWICE.
Clearly, this means that Neil Patrick Harris will be calling by the end of this week to offer Us free tickets to his little show.
(Parenthetically (hence the parentheses), We once met a random Hedwig at a party of some sort, but We don’t count her, because We didn’t see her perform.)
In other news, We find Ourselves (not that We were looking for Us, but it’s a figger of speech) in the sign of Gemini, Our video for which is above …and here is the link with which you may share it with your friends: http://youtu.be/Yj7enrUk6js ))).
Also, for those of you who like cups of tea, and history, and someone in a tree, here is Our previous Gemini video, which is the first Starzina’s Time of the Month Horoscope video We ever made. Just look how far We’ve come! (Ooops…did that get in your eye?):
And here’s the HorrorScope:
It is Joshua Jackson’s birthday. In Our oh-so-humble opinion, We could all stand to see a great deal more of Joshua Jackson, on screens both large and small. Somebody hire that boy for something, wouldja?
(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!)
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.