Cranky Large Medium reading, 22 April

Go away.

Why are you standing there? It's not as though you had a Beatles' song written about you, or any such. So, why do I see you standing there? Ah, the request. You seek a reading. Well, you've come to the right place for that. Let me get this over with, so you can go. Here you are:

You have some musical talent which ought to be developed... somewhere else. You are an opinionated so-and-so, but, fortunately for the rest of us, can usually be convinced of the folly of your ideas. On the rare occasion when your notions are solid, they're not bad at all. You are capable of a deep love, if you were to ever bother to get acquainted with the people you use.

Are you happy, now? Of course not. It's not like I gave you a box of chocolates! At least you have something Forrest Gump says is similar, unlike these people, all of whom, on this date, got a box of pine: Petronius Maximus, Pierre-Charles Villeneuve, Harlan F. Stone, Richard M. Nixon, Pat Tillman, Jason L. Dunham, James Hargreaves, Richard Trevithick, James P. Kirkwood, Chaim Aronson, Thomas Meik, Wilhelm Cauer, Horace Donisthorpe, Fritz Strassmann, Paul H. Emmett, Pope Caius, Pope Agapetus I, Erma Bombeck, Bartolomeo Ammanati, Henry Lerolle, Käthe Kollwitz, Ansel Adams, Edouard Lalo, André Caplet, Lionel Atwill, Will Geer, Jane Froman, Irene Rich, Linda Lovelace, Harold "Jug" McSpaden, Henry Royce,

and Earl "Fatha" Hines.

Happy birthday, anyway.