Cranky Large Medium reading, 4 October

Go away.

Are you still here? Whatfer? Haven't I been tormented enough, just by life in general, now I've got you hanging around and pestering me for some sort of casting of the bones, or something? Cripes!

Grumble grumble grumble grouse grouse lemme look, now. Oh, well, then, isn't that dandy? If you were born on this date,

You are a fidget, you can't sit still indoors and are annoyingly unstable outdoors, you irksome jock, you. You hang on to projects when everybody else recognizes the need to let them go, you can't see what's right in front of your nose, and you are cock-sure of yourself even as you get bogged down in minutiae. You are darnedly bossy and people let you get away with it. Your emotional composition almost guarantees you will be celibate for long stretches of time.

You were expecting a fortune cookie, or something? Well, it could be worse. You could be dead, like all these people who left this earthly coil on this date in history: Vladimir of Novgorod, Emperor Kameyama, Tanacharison, Pierre-Paul Riquet, John Rennie, Max Planck, Michael Smith, Saint Teresa of Avila, Jacqueline Pascal, Catherine Booth, Ahron Soloveichik, Anne Sexton, Francesco Albani, Rembrandt Harmenszoon van Rijn, Frédéric Bartholdi, Jean Béraud, Natalino Otto, Glenn Gould, Danny Gatton, Graham Chapman, Tom Bell, Freddie Lindstrom, Secretariat, Blaise Alexander, John Campbell, 2nd Duke of Argyll, Karl Baedeker, Al Smith, Barney Oldfield, Willie Moretti, Gunpei Yokoi, Gordon Cooper,

and Janis Joplin.

Boy, was she ever a little girl blue!
Anyway, have a happy birthday, if you must.