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Friday, June 27, 2014

Bye-bye, Miss American Pie






Hello, Ducks!




Starzina Starfish-Browne here with your Eric’s! Daily! Horoscope! for FriedEgg, June 27st , 2014.



Happy Birthday to Michael, who turns twenty-four today right here in The City Of Brotherly Love Handles. Happy birthday also to Nick, who also turns twenty-four today.  Out in Amish Country.  Where men are men, and shoo-fly pies are nervous.



(That right there was a little Jason Biggs joke.  In case any of Our Gentle Readers happen to be Jason Biggs.  (Because that?  Would be HAWTT.))




Happy Belated Birthday, meanwhile, to Forrest and to Greg and to Ryan, each of whom turned twenty-four (although, in Greg’s case, We can neither confirm nor deny) somewhere during Our brief hiatus this week.




(Parenthetically (hence the parentheses), how is it that the plural of “hiatus” is not “Haiti”?)



(There are a few vacation time shares in (what passes for) Our mind available in August and September…..get ‘em while you can!)




So didja miss Us?





(SQ: Crickets chirping.  (“SQ”, for all you civilians in da house, stands for “Sound Cue”.))



We’re not exactly sure where We were on Tuesday, although none of Our SitOnMyFaceBook friends had a birthday, so We apparently felt justified in taking the day off.  On Wednesday, We were cooking a birthday dinner for a friend, which included, amongst other things, a pecan pie made with actual molasses and squares of Lindt™ Very Dark Chocolate, which We are now eating leftovers of for breakfast, and which has Us bouncing off the walls.  Yesterday, We had an all-day gig being a model patient, which involved handsome young doctors putting their probes all over Us all day while We were covered in jelly.



(We will pause here to give you a chance to recover from the hilarity of Us being a model ANYTHING.)



And now We’re back    
From outer space
We just walked in to find you here
Looking JUST like Mary Kay Place…




We’re fairly certain that the only fact of any import that you missed was that, on Wednesday, the WorldWideInterWebNetz wanted you to know that there were only six more shopping months until Christmas.  You’re welcome.




In other news, We find Ourselves (not that We were looking for Us, but it’s a figger of speech) in the sign of Cancer, Our video for which is above …and here is the link with which you may share it with your friends: http://youtu.be/e-EpBAfem_M  ))).




 


Also, for those of you who like cups of tea, and history, and someone in a tree, here is Our previous Cancer video, which is the second  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:



In celebrity birthday news, it is Captain Kangaroo’s birthday.  What could be better than that?



Here, meanwhile, A Reading From Madame Olivia:



Greetings Starzina~

Madame Olivia is very happy to have you back.

A memory has just assailed Madame Olivia of a conversation she once had with a very wise person who knows a lot about money and living simply. The wise person said that sometimes what seems like an extravagance may be "a good expense for you," ie of value in your personal system. The occasional well-considered splurge may be well worth the expense in terms of long-term personal joy. You might call part of this mindful spending.

Little Aries, first sign out of the zodiacal block! People listen to you and rightly so. Madame Olivia senses that an interesting opportunity will arise for you to do the listening. Look for this opportunity. You will learn so much and this will lead to an enormously positive outcome.

Word of the hour for you: gift (a present? a bonus? a talent?)

It's been wonderful being with you again. All the best to you from Madame Olivia.

For your next reading, look for an email invitation in a few days from the very busy Madame Olivia!



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.