Cranky Large Medium reading, 15 February

Go away.

Why haven't you left, yet? Did some joker tell you I was lonely for your company, or something? Sorry, no. Did you not even notice how the rocky trail was washed out in several places, just as I planned? Oh, no. You climbed past all that, and risked life and limb, so to speak, for what? Ah, you came for a reading. And, if I give you this reading, will you then pack yourself up and head back whence you came? Wonderful! Here you are, then:

The satisfaction of your own whims and fancies, is paramount in your life, so reality has no bearing. Obviously, you are in politics. You have talent and ability, but it will not show until some crisis brings it out. I take that previous comment back. If you're good in crisis, you're definitely not in any political office I know of. Or, maybe you are in politics, and you just haven't recognized a crisis when it bit you on the... where was I? Oh, right. That reading thing. You have few outside interests, but your family is very dear to you. Definitely not politics. Just a fantasy-obsessed, family-dependent dullard.

Are you happy, now? Of course not. You couldn't find happy if it bit you on the... where was I? Hey, at least you have your life, which is more than I can say for these people, all of whom, on this date in history, packed up and packed it in: Ferdinand II, Herbert Henry Asquith, Germinal Pierre Dandelin, Pierre François Verhulst, Theodor Escherich, Owen Willans Richardson, Richard Feynman, Henry Way Kendall, Pope Lucius II, Gotthold Ephraim Lessing, Amnon Netzer, Matthias Braun, Kuzma Petrov-Vodkin, Michael Praetorius, Mikhail Glinka, Michael Bloomfield, Wally Cox, Tim Holt, Tommy Rettig, McLean Stevenson, Kevin Tod Smith, Walker Edmiston, Minnie Maddern Fiske, Ethel Agnes Zimmerman aka Ethel Merman, Jan Miner, Louie Spicolli, Howard K. Smith, Samuel Francis,

Raymond Bernard Evans


and Nathaniel Adams Coles aka Nat King Cole.

Life is just the stardust...
Happy birthday, anyway.