Taurus 18° (May 8)


I don’t have a lot to say when I’m in a same-samey space. And yesterday I actually ended up just stringing random sentences together I had floating at the end of a document. Not quite a to-do list, more a bit of Dada that I recorded for various purposes. It is important to get out there and to be visible, a word that looks weird to me. We will today figure out whether we will do nouns or adjectives for the back of our t-shirts—I advocate for the former. They are more powerful. A. is the most talented of people. I actually miss her. It is a boon beyond measure to actually like the person with whom you decide to work. It was a magical trip to New York, I feel. Taking the train does make all the difference. I have to use the poison to get my way back to the nectar. Who isn’t running for president I wonder? I’m going sentence by sentence. I just saw an advertisement for the Peabody Essex museum. I want to buy property in a number of places. I feel that I can pull that off. Good grief Danny Deutsch has been given his own show. Starring him and his teeth. I have to thank Chris Hughes for his courage. And he’s way cuter than Mark Zuckerberg.

I am fortunate in my fantasisma. It might not be a word but it should be. Every sentence is a mountain to climb today. I have something lurking in my throat whilst I make plans for a solo joint to Portland, one of my favorite places on the planet. I do need to address the speed with which certain crutches have become fixtures. I don’t need any of that I really don’t. I have been watching tons of Gwen Verdon videos online. I had the good fortune of my mother who took us to see Chicago with Gwen and Chita. Growing up in the TriState area offered we children of the seventies certain sophistication but also a propensity for destruction, of the self-sort. Rhythm in your bedroom, rhythm in the street. My mother kept (I now think) me home from school when I was in kindergarten or first grade so I could be her date to go see the film Sweet Charity. We had such fun she and I together. Me and my very own Auntie Mame. While my sister was in school, I was an only child, and I think my mother preferred it that way. She never quite clicked, chemically, with my sister. Theirs was an uneasy alliance always. And here I am, one o’clock the next day after this post, still working on filling out a few paragraphs. Donald Trump Jr. is subpoenaed, Barr is in contempt of Congress, another child is dead from a school shooting, a hero child: Kendrick Castillo. We will never forget him. We must honor every soldier in the war of domestic terrorism. When he tweets it’s breaking news. That is media’s fault. Wake. Write. SM/bite. Exercise. Notes/Coffee. Write. Lunch. Work. Dinner. Read. It


To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! The degree pointof the Sabian Symbol will be one degree higher than the one listed for today. The Blague portrays the starting degree of for this day ( 0°,  for instance), as I typically post in the morning, while the Sabian number corresponds to the end point (1°) of that same 0°-1° period. There are 360  degrees spread over 365 or 6 days per year—so they near but not exactly correlate.


Typos happen. I don’t have a proofreader. And I like to just write, post and go!
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