Cranky Large Medium reading, 16 February

Go away.

Why won't you go? Was it something I said? No, it couldn't be that. I only said "Go away." So it must be some other reason you're lollygagging at my retreat. Ah, of course, you're one of those seekers. You want your reading, and if you get it you'll be leave happy and make me happier? Swell. Here you are:

You are a bossy so-and-so, expecting everybody to follow your lead. At least you are retentive enough not to lead them over a cliff, unless that was your plan, all along. You try to surround yourself with expensive and ornate objects, spoil yourself when you can (usually when you shouldn't), and fancy you understand what people mean when they use words like "integrity" and "honor," trying to apply them to yourself. You might get lucky in love, if you apply yourself to it. Which means, you probably won't.

Are you happy, now? Of course not. Lollygaggers seldom are. Look on the bright side, though. You're still able to choose to lollygag, whereas all these people, on this date, were forced into a permanent loll: John V Palaeologus, Nematollah Nassiri, Johannes Stöffler,Richard Mead, Erich Hückel, Herman Wold, Chien-Shiung Wu, Jean du Bellay, Saint Nikolai of Japan, Thomas Bracken, Giosuè Carducci, Octave Mirbeau, Angela Carter, Keith Haring, Norman Treigle, Walter Brown "Brownie" McGhee, Eddie Foy, Antonio Moreno, Roger Bowen, Marceline Day, Lila Kedrova, Nicole DeHuff, Morgan Taylor, Bob Buhl, Michael "Mike" Durham aka Johnny Grunge, Ernie Stautner, Joseph Crosfield, Sir Edgar Speyer, John Garand, Karsten Solheim, Eleanor "Sis" Daley,

and Lester Alvin "Smiley" Burnette.

Feast all you want. Dinner is served, Tantalus.
Happy birthday, anyway.