Ooooooh yeah.

Saw the opening Seattle performance of Rite of Venus tonight. Sparkly! Shiny! Wunderbar!

Actually, it was very well done, and there was a lot of heart in the performance...if you're in the Seattle area, you have 5 more performances...go see!

And in no particular order:

-If /I/ were being surrounded by seductively creepy zombie bellydancers chanting 'Return to Me', I'd be running like heck!

-Mercury took the retrograde thing WAY too serious.

-If you are sitting in a theatre of any sort, and you feel a 'ping'...be prepared to have a life changing experience.

Alright, that last one? Well...they all happened, but this was BEFORE the performance had officially started. PK (hereafter known as Mr Sexypants) was sitting there, in tune with his Saturnly self. As I glanced around at the assembling cast...I had a moment. I know that moment. I started having them back at FoL last year...and then...frighteningly enough...I felt it. That 'ping'. Only for me...it's more like one of those deep, resonant sonar bloops.

Sort of like this:

BLOOP! Enlightenment in three, two, Ohshit.

Yeah. One of those moments.

For those of you who are curious, this is what my natal chart looks like.

Yep. You see that lonely little planet there, over there, by himself in Cancer? That's Saturn.

Saturn's at odds with just about everything ELSE in my chart...that's called a 'bucket' configuration, and the rest of my chart 'swings' on that planet.

Alright, that's one way of looking at it. But the fact of the matter is...Saturn has never been my friend. Sure, I want to BE Saturn, but I'm equally repelled. I mean...lookit the Master from the old Dr Who series....I mean. Repellent, arrogant, know it all...and sexy as hell. Um. Does that make any sense to anyone but me? Any way.

Not only that, but I am a MISERABLE student. In fact, I'm an expert at being a miserable student and having issues with authority. Hello Saturn.

So. Wanna tango?

CJ

There are still places in China where plagues of locusts periodically descend in Biblical proportions. A few years ago, farmers in the region of Xinjiang fought back, gathering an army of 10,000 chickens in anticipation of the invading hordes. The bird soldiers were trained for two months, and when the showdown came, they acquitted themselves admirably. This vignette is an apt metaphor for a challenge you'll face in 2007. While in general the year should bring an abundant amount of sweet luck and high adventures, there will be a locust visitation or two. I urge you to assemble your own personal equivalent of a chicken army. What might that mean, practically speaking? Here are some possibilities: (1) Be well-prepared for natural anomalies. (2) Ally yourself with the enemy of your adversary. (3) Get others to help you fight your battles.