Cranky Large Medium reading, 21 January

Go away.

What did I do to deserve you staying to pester me? Was I somehow accidentally polite, or something? Why won't you leave? Oh, right, you want something, such as your reading. If I give it to you, will you scram? Great. Here you are:

You are a virtual invertebrate, you spend so much energy adapting. You are a wastrel, taking too much for granted. You enjoy traveling and will do a great deal of it, mostly trying to keep a step ahead of the law and your creditors. Your selfishness will bring you much-deserved unhappiness.

Are you happy, now? Of course not. Your life stinks, like everybody else's. At least you have a life, such as it is. Just think how much less you would have if you were like these people, all of whom, on this date, traveled into the Great Beyond: Azai Sukemasa, Mustafa III, Louis XVI, Josiah Hornblower, Elisha Gray, Camillo Golgi, Saint Agnes, Pope Paschal II, Thomas Woolston, George Orwell, Obadiah Walker, Ignazio Donati, Albert Lortzing, Calixa Lavallée, Felix Blumenfeld, Dorothy Lucille "Billy" Tipton, Charles Brown, Cecil B. DeMille, James Quin, Carl Switzer, Jack Lord, Marie Prevost, Ann Sheridan, Susan Strasberg, Archie Hahn, Sam Langford, Eddie Graham, Carl Furillo, Charlie Gehringer, Vasco Núñez de Balboa, Juan de Grijalva, Anthony Ashley-Cooper, Samuel Wallis, Vladimir Lenin, James Beard, Colonel Tom Parker, Byron De La Beckwith, Marie Smith Jones,

Peggy Lee,

and Jackie Wilson.

The only workout this body gets is tippy-typing, and that suits me fine.
Happy birthday, anyway.