Cranky Large Medium reading, 10 June

Go away.

When are you going? Now would be very good. Before now would be even better. Like, before you arrived, if you can work it, say, with a TARDIS. Oh, you're not going. Well, why not? You came here for something... like? A reading. Unh huh. I think I can arrange that, if you promise you'll leave happy with it. You do? Great! Here you are, then:

Your venturesome disposition will bring disaster and unhappiness. If you could practice tact and diplomacy, rather than sheer force, you will breech your difficulties easier and much sooner. Not that you're capable of processing that concept. Like any ordinary jackass, you are led with better results than if you were driven.

Are you happy, now? Of course not. But, hey, nobody expected you to be able to accept the news. At least you could learn to be happy that you're ahead of these people, all of whom, on this date in history, lost the ability to suck oxygen: Alexander the Great, Frederick Barbarossa, Robert Borden, Marcus Garvey, André-Marie Ampère, Willem Jacob van Stockum, Adolf Harnack, Alexander Barclay, Edward Everett Hale, Angelina Weld Grimke, William Inge, Louis L'Amour, Hammond Innes, Alessandro Algardi, Antoni Gaudí, Martin Agricola, Ernest Chausson, Frederick Delius, Hachidai Nakamura, Adolph Zukor, Spencer Tracy, Michael Rennie, Elizabeth Hartman, Jo Van Fleet, Jack Johnson, Jim Hearn, Mike Mentzer, Zak Hernández, Les Dawson, John Gotti, Donald Regan, Curtis Pitts, Augie Auer,

Ray Charles

and Addie "Micki" Harris.

You won't do anything, tomorrow, will you?
Happy birthday, anyway.