Sunday, April 12, 2009

Cranky Large Medium reading, 12 April

Go away.

Yaaagh! What's with the rabbit suit? Is there a casting call for "Harvey", or something? What are you doing here? Oh. right. It's that season, and all. Well, don't expect me to be all happy and full of good cheer just because you have a basket full of eggs for me. Those aren't for me? I'm crushed. So, if you weren't bringing me Red Hopping Hood's basket, what is your purpose in stopping by a medium on a frosty morning? Ah, the reading. As if. Oh, right. I promised one, didn't I. So, well, then, I capitulate and offer you this:
For somebody born in the midst of the season of leaping and bounding, you are remarkably timid, at first. Are you sure you're not just some random rabbit? Anyway, at least once you get going on something, you aren't afraid to stick with it; quite the opposite -- you refuse to yield to anybody else's possible amendments and additional ideas, while playing up the nobility of your carrying the entire basket. You are obsessed with making your home more attractive. Maybe you should move out.
Are you happy, now? Of course not. Life is full of cracked eggs, isn't it? But at least it's life, something you have, ahead of these people, all of whom, on this date in history, rode in the old woman's basket seventeen times as high as the moon: Gnaeus Pompeius the Younger, Seneca the Younger, Gordian I, Gordian II, (a bad day for Gordians, no?) Richard Bennett, Clara Barton, Franklin D. Roosevelt, Charles Messier, Marie Alfred Cornu, St. Julius I, Archbishop Maximianus, Adoniram Judson, Metastasio, Alan Paton, William Kent, Carlo Antonio Campioni, Wynton Kelly, Lecil Travis Martin aka Boxcar Willie, Gerald Flood, Ron Flockhart, Ed Lafitte, Phil Wrigley, Joe Louis, Carl Morton, Sugar Ray Robinson, William Marcy "Boss" Tweed, Heinrich Nordhoff, Abbie Hoffman, Harvey Ball :-p, Jerry Zucker,
and Josephine Baker.

Don't Haiti cuz i beeyoutiful...
Happy birthday, anyway.

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