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Hello, Ducks!

Starzina Starfish-Browne here with your Eric’s! Daily! Horoscope! for WinesDay, April 16^rd , 2014.

Happy Birthday to TheLovelyAndTalentedKevin, who turns twenty-four today.  He would be doing so right here in The City Of Brotherly Love Handles, but he is currently vacationing in Seattle or some such.  Don’t share Space Needles.    (We have no idea what that means.)

We should like to point out to Kevin, in case he was unaware, that Emma Watson’s birthday was just yesterday.  (We have no idea what THAT means either, but as far as Kevin is concerned, We are fairly certain that One would do better to mention Emma Watson than NOT to mention Emma Watson.)

In honor of the anniversary of TheLovelyAndTalentedKevin’s nativity, here, all the way from Britland, is “How Sweary Are You?”, which will no doubt teach you Yanks a few new words.  It is purely textual, so it SHOULD be safe for work, unless Big Brother can read the text you’re reading, or you are foolish enough to read it aloud: http://www.buzzfeed.com/robinedds/how-sweary-are-you

(It occurs to Us that, in addition to being generally amusing, this list of British vulgarities might be of particular interest to the gentlemen playing Lance Boyle, from the British boy-band Nocturnal Emission, in Our new murder mystery, one of whom is the aforementioned TheLovelyAndTalentedKevin.  So We shall include you on the SitOnMyFaceBook notification.)

In other news, Eric’s!Daily!Horoscope! is coming up on a landmark…We will very shortly be celebrating our THOUSANDTH e-pissode in Bloggonia! Stay tuned for updates on the festivities! 

Today, for those of you who are wondering, or who are mathematically inclined, is E-pissode Number 999.  Consequently, in the time-honored tradition of Eric’s!Daily!Horoscope!, We are going to complain. About Things That Are Unfair.

It is unfair to dream about “waking up” and “being unable to go back to sleep”, all the while “being unable to remember what you were dreaming about when you were ‘asleep’ (which you still are)”.  It is also unfair for dead people to come back to life so they can Die Another Day in your dreams.  Neither of these things is remotely restful.

It is unfair that, if We could afford to have someone come over and clean OurHouseWhereWeLive, We would have to clean OurHouseWhereWeLive before We could have someone come over to clean OurHouseWhereWeLive.

It is unfair that We cannot even complain about the major thing We have to complain about, as it would violate Our Eric’s!Daily!Horoscope! rule about discussing people We know in anything but a positive light.

It is further unfair that the fact that We have vowed not to complain at all during tomorrow’s 1000^th E-Pissode only serves to guarantee that, as soon as We post THIS e-pissode, something monumentally complaint-worthy will happen to Us.  Sigh.

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In still other news, please Save The Date for Saturday, May 10^th, as the WaitStaff will be playing The Mother of All Match Games at L’Etage.  More on that story as it develops, but inside sources tell Us that Jesus H. Christ’s celebrity chair will be taken by His Mother, Mrs. Mary MotherOfGod! You won’t want to miss THAT!

Wait a minute…yesterday, it was seventy degrees out, and today it’s FORTY?!? The hell?!?

We find Ourselves (not that We were looking for Us, but it’s a figger of speech) in the glorious sign of Aries, the harbinger of Spring and the anniversary of Our Own Personal nativity.  Our Aries video is above, and here is the link with which you may share it with your friends:

http://youtu.be/saxvaR85vYU

Also, for those of you who like cups of tea, and history, and someone in a tree, here is Our previous Aries video, featuring Our mother, Rosie Starfish, for comparison:

Also also, now that We have left Pisces, We need to randomly mention Johnny Depp, to return him to Number One Cited Celebrity status here at Eric’s!Daily!Horoscope!  We wouldn’t want him to get mad.

And here’s the HorrorScope:

We have consulted Our celebrity birthday website, and have thus concluded that TheLovelyAndTalentedKevin is hotter than everyone else born on his birthday.  (Of course, We’re talking about Jon Cryer, Jimmy Osmond, and Wilbur Wright, but still…)

Things are going on deep within you that you can’t understand  (We WISH!)

— but you don’t have to!  (You are not the boss of Us!)

(Wait, what?)

You’re in a really good position (Downward dachshund?)

(See, now, We debated how that joke should go.  We settled on “downward dachshund” because We thought it was suBtler, and We are nothing if not suBtle. (Our other option, for those of you who are comedy-impaired, was “downward wienerdog”.)  We’re fairly certain We made the right decision, but let’s take a quick Gentle Reader survey…)

(See?  YouPeople think this is EASY…)

 to make a difference when it comes to family or other group dynamics.   (Wait…Kelli is still talking?  Jeebus.)

Expect a few ego clashes to slow down your progress today — and be grateful that time is not a big concern of yours right now. (Indeed. Odd how We have all the time in the world, as it (subjunctively) were, and yet, They say “time is money”, but We don’t have any of that. Is puzzlement.)

A drama is coming, but it will be a very entertaining one for you — because you’re not going to be a part of it. (Oh, goody…another play that We’re not in.)

You get to sit on the sidelines, enjoying the game that other people are playing. (Is it a play, or a football game?  Stop masturbating your metaphors.)

It won’t be too bloody, but it will be full of low blows (OOOOoooohhhhh!!!!)

and even a shocking revelation or two. (Did We mention that We’re not easily shocked?)

Whenever people get together, the social dynamics can get complicated.  (And whenever people DON’T get together, there ARE no social dynamics…what’s yer fuckin’ point?)

Life could get a little off-balance today. (We prefer “off-kilter”.  (Actually, We’d prefer that you take your kilt off.))

Try a long walk with an old friend.  (We’d prefer an old walk with a long friend.  (As long as he takes his kilt off.))

(Stay tuned tomorrow for Eric’s!Daily!Horoscope!’s

1000^th E-Pissode!!!!  

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Namaste, MotherFuckers.

In gaseousness,

Starzina Starfish-Browne

(Your Your-O-Scopes:

http://www.humorscope.com)

 (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.

                                                                                                                                     

Ed Sullivan, Ed Sullivan, we’re gonna be on Ed Sullivan!

Hello, Ducks!

Starzina Starfish-Browne here with your Eric’s Daily Horoscope for Friday, September 28, 2012.  Well, This Was The Most Worthless Week That Was is grinding to a close here at Casa de Convalescent Home For Chesty Cough.  (Chesty Cough, you will recall from yesterday’s e-pissode, is a porn star extraordinaire.  (Not, mind you, that We believe you've read yesterday’s e-pissode.  Or any of this week’s, as a matter of fact.  The paucity, scarcity, and dearth of get-well-wishes alone is evidence thereof. Sigh.))

In fact, We weren’t even going to exert Ourselves (how many of Us are there?) today, but We did just have to share the following.  Which is just one more proof that We really do know all the coolest people everywhere.  (Of course, most of them won’t return Our phone calls, but still…We know them!  The restraining orders prove that!)

So here, ladies and genitals, boyzzz and gurrrlllzzz, is the first single released by Scary Mary and the Audio Corsette, all the way from the Witch City of Salem, Massachusetts (is anyone else hearing this in Ed Sullivan’s voice?), “Set Her Free”:

Meanwhile, from The Complete And Utter Coincidence Department, We only learned after We said the preceding that today is Ed Sullivan’s birthday.  (However, We created today’s title at the very end.)

He would have been a hundred and eleven years old.  If he weren’t (subjunctively) ya know, dead.

Here is last year’s Libra video to compare with this year’s (see above).  All of your insights have been so helpful so far…We’re fairly certain We shall be able to train Chesty Cough to blow smoke rings and shoot ping pong balls through the centers of them by the time Scorpio rolls around:

It is difficult to believe that it was only a few short weeks ago that HimSelf was named Groovy Reader of the Month over at Deep Dish:  http://marcharshbarger.blogspot.com/2012/09/groovy-reader-of-month-eric-singel.html

Here’s the HorrorScope:

In other birthday news, it is Moon Unit Zappa’s birthday today.  She is forty-five, and still has not apparently learned that it is possible to change one’s name.  Also, for those of you who thought there were only three Jonas Brothers (and why you would be thinking about any such thing, We haven’t got any idea), We are here to tell you that, much like Jimmy Osmond (who?), there exists a much-younger Jonas Brother named Frankie, who is celebrating his twelfth birthday today.  We include him here because of his oh-so-adorable nickname, Bonus Jonas, and his not-so-adorable-nickname-that-We-just-made-up, The Condom Broke Jonas.

You need to lend a hand today — someone really needs you, and you can get a lot more done helping others than you can on your own projects.  (Did We or did We not plug Scary Mary and the Audio Corsette earlier?  Completely unbidden, We might add.  It’s as if We’re psychic.  Also, as if We know stuff that’s going to happen before it happens.  (Yes, We already used that joke today, but it was in a text to one other person.  We believe in recycling here at Erix Daily Horoscope.))

It’s one of those days when you’re aiding, not leading.  (If We are aiding, We bet We are also abetting.  (We’re so lyrical, it’s a miracle!  (Also, We are a poet, but We are unaware of it.)))

Try not to get involved in anything that confuses you today (We may have to go back to bed then.)

— it’s only going to lead to frustration. (So much for the back to bed idea…)

This isn’t a great day for learning new tasks or starting new projects. (We’ve already folded the laundry from yesterday…howzzat?)

Your mind won’t be able to focus quickly (Sorry…did you say something?)

 on adapting to new methods or ideas.  (We had a new idea once.  Died of loneliness, it did.)

 If you feel that you’re unclear about a rule or a law, get clarity immediately!  (Also, Get Christie Love!)

Ask someone in the know what the real deal is, (And ask Richard Simmons what the real deal-a-meal is.)

(When an eel bites your heel while it’s copping a feel, that’s a moray.)

and don’t be worried about looking like you don’t know what you’re doing. (Wait…you mean all We have to do is LOOK like We know what We’re doing?)

It’s time to put up or shut up. (Grow up or throw up.  Buck up or fuck up. Pick up or hiccup.  (That there is one of those multi-purpose sentences.))

You’ve been cutting a certain person some slack for a little too long. (Why is “slacks” plural?  It’s not like you can have just one of them.)

Mercy is one thing, but being a doormat is another. (The girl with the face that says “welcome”, that men can wipe their feet on.  (Name that musical, theatre fagz.))

It’s time to establish a brand new pattern in your relationships.  (Paisley!  Houndstooth!  Tartan plaid!)

 

(Your Your-O-Scopes:

http://www.humorscope.com)

(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.