Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Cranky Large Medium reading, 26 August

Go away.

What are you doing still here? Isn't there a bus you should be under? Oh, I'm sorry, you might not be in politics. But isn't it time for you to have been gone somewhere far, far away? Why are you still here? Warum? Waarom? PerchĂ©? ¿Por quĂ©? Pourquoi ? For what reason? Oh, right, you came here for something from me. Like my charming and delightful scratchy blanket. Or, maybe something even less comforting, such as what you really want... a reading. Why you want to know more about yourself is beyond me, but, nonetheless, if it will get you out of here in short order, I'll dredge one up for you. Here you are:
You are a bookworm with a taste for pretty things, and fancy yourself an artist. Pig-headed and ornery under most circumstances, you flex and bend at inconvenient moments. People notice your tendency toward being distant, reserved, aloof, which you mistakenly call "cool". You take nothing for granted, but still you take, take, take, and will be the only happy one in your marriage.
Are you happy, now? Of course not. I'm not in your marriage (and we're all thankful for that!). Still, you could look on the plus side of this -- you're still kicking. That puts you far ahead of these people, all of whom, on this date in history, wed the sod: Otakar II, Anton van Leeuwenhoek, Johann Franz Encke, Georg Wittig, Minoru Honda, Frederick Reines, Akbar Adibi, Thomas Bradwardine, Petrus Ramus, Franz Werfel, Irving Stone, Frans Hals, Robert Denning, Ralph Vaughan Williams, Lotte Lehmann, Lee Elhardt Hays, Laura Branigan, Tony Pastor, Lon Chaney, Sr., Charles Boyer, Ted Knight, Jeanie MacPherson, Kay Francis, Jim Wacker, Ed White, Charles Lindbergh, Roger Nash Baldwin,
and Tex Avery.

Sorry (not really!) you've got to go back to the city...
Happy birthday, anyway.

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