Cranky Large Medium reading, 23 July

Go away.

Why did you wake me? Let me crawl back under my ratty blanket and restack those "Z"s. Why won't you go? What cruel streak in you keeps you standing in front of me? Grumble grumble a medium tries to sleep in once in a while, and what do we get? Gimme gimme gimme. I wanna reeeeeeeading. Well, fine then. If I give it to you, you'lll be happy and leave me alone? Swell. Here you are:

You are energetic, vivacious and rather talkative. Will you sit down and be quiet while I do this, please? You like the social scene and desperately want to be the center of everybody's attention, taking an active part in all undertakings. You are not demonstrative in your love, probably because you talk too much to ever figure out the more important (nonverbal) methods of communication. You will therefore probably never find a mate who will understand you.

Are you happy, now? Of course not. Will you sit down and be quiet, please? Criminy. At least you can look on the bright side of things -- you aren't really able to sit down and be quiet. That's quite the opposite problem from that plaguing these people, all of whom, on this date in history, were permanently silenced: John Joachim Zubly, Roger Sherman, Andries Pretorius, Hiram Ulysses Grant, Cordell Hull, Mohammed Zahir Shah, George Edwards, Isaac Singer, Sir William Ramsay, Adam Czerniakow, Henry Hallett Dale, Kenjiro Takayanagi, Qiu Chuji, Saint Birgitta, Gilbert Tennent, John Day, Eudora Welty, Chaim Potok, Domenico Scarlatti, Keith Godchaux, D. W. Griffith, Robert J. Flaherty, Montgomery Clift, Van Heflin, Vic Morrow, Leo McKern, Tenby Davies, Thomas Percy, Pancho Villa, Glenn Curtiss,

and Ron Miller.

For once in your life, will you be quiet and go?
Happy birthday, anyway.