Sagittarius 22° (December 14)

I’m not coping with the Monday experience although well right now I must say I will probably end up faffing about and cooking and doing menus and stuff like that it would be great if there was a way to gather but there is something so I’ll have to let that go for now I have been in touch with Dave which is always good and I look forward to connecting at some point after this strange. We had started watching the prom which is really silly but there’s good things about it. I make no secret of the fact I despise Ryan Murphy and he’s such a freaking narcissist I can’t even stand seeing his name in credits and his directing is so lazy and slapdash and yet he knows how to turn a Buck I’ll give him that what’s her face rule Stephanie she looks ill I’m really kind of altered and tired from having covid it’s funny how using dictation the mechanism knows how to spell covid. So last night had a delicious tagliatelle it was last night was not maybe not maybe it was Saturday going to make some salmon cakes tonight and serve it with some rice and bok choy and some avocado nut should really be it I fell off my wine wagon but I’m just going to get right back on it it’s so challenging when there’s no one else around nothing else to do except sit around and watch television which is also boring but you know I should be at this point kind of working day and night for a very small amount of time really just three months of that should do the trick and again the voice dictation is a lifesaver. 

The following blocks of text are exceprts from my first year of  Blagues, nos. 1286-1290. I am reading through all of my Blagues, five per day, and posting some samples here. Now, in my sixth year of writing this Blague, by the time I get to my seventh, I will have journeyed through all the daily Blagues of my first five years. If that’s confusing I apologize. Year seven, I’ll only have to read through year six, once a day.




Things to Wrap Your Brain Around

HA Books We are only working on justifying a sign’s 2018 horoscope with their 2017 one. Thats it. There are about 23 blocks of text to do per day. Trick is to do as many early in the day as possible. Like 5-7. Then again before dinner. Make it mindless busy work.

Blague should be written either in bed before waking fully or after yoga, recording all the thoughts that spring up. Right now we should be focusing on “bits” a bit. What I did on my summer vacation. I have some notes to record here I’m keeping stock of.

Art House Talk to Mark Cortale about Town Hall benefits.

Real Estate: censored

Sextrology. To be read in two directions.

The Sparklers have been sent save the dates. Now they get the actual invite. We need to make a comprehensive list of who then still needs that. Color code on the Operating Budget. Then Send to people via the FB Share of the Invite. Keep growing master list of would-be Sparklers. Take stock of Missionaries and do the same. This is building audience.

I’m going to admit it. I’m the smartest person I know. I have felt that way since my early memory, I can’t quite put into words, but I see: a walk from our Jersey City apartment to the FoodFair half a block upstreet. I’m in my usual silouette as a two-year-old, short pants, wool flannel “suit” paired with fitted blazer, some later fetish of cotton shirt, Peter Pan collar and/or sweater (sweater: said in an American accent, highly exaggerated) or jumper (which is that thing you wear in the house with food stairs having won out over fabric for territory).

We have to go back to speaking directly to the (perp I mean) person, (although perpson best defines it.), okay, the “reader.” The thing is I have a lot to say, as an individual.

Sagittarians want to make things more than what they are. Nothing wrong with that.

And the turkeys are not unapologetic. They’re like kids to whom you want to say “don’t wander into the road,” who roll their eyes and say nothing.

Local Comedian
(with cosmic overtones)

So therefore

thank you

I get

But I’m also putting down some thoughts for the show about Aries. Like how this is spirit made flesh. Aries is the most spirited, if not spiritual, person but at the same time the most animal. First house is that of the physical body. Aries are lusty. Athena god of helmsmen.

Taurus is appreciating what one alread has. The shadow side of this is envy. Tend and appreciate the garden. They grow their talents

We landed yesterday. Can’t remember our driver to Soho Hotel. Unpacked, stayed awake to have lunch at Soho House with Missy TF which was just divine. That was several hours of the best fun we’ve had in ages—talked about everything under the Sun. Then we stayed awake again and decided to walk to Clerkenwell just to keep the air flowing through our now very long since awake selves. A second perfect reunion of the day with P+M Edie and Dot there too. The house looked amazing and we had a jolly simle supper and some wine and some laughing comfort. We Ubered back to the hotel.

Goodness. We had a client this morning at ten. Just some coffee after a bit of a food fest. Always good to see this particular client as she continues to make magic. We’re those magi, remember who help others do just that. I do love conducting sessions with folks in other cities, anyway. Always feels that much more glamorous. Had lunch with Flo and Jill. Or rather they arrived when I was on my last bite. I had a pork chop. I never have a pork chop. Then we took a bit of a stroll in Mayfair and back, semi looking for Smythsons, but not really.

Ended the night on a sour note. I was talking with some architect fellow in the restaurant not realizing the hotel didn’t give out more than one key (which now, as I write, this may be, in the remotest possibility, not true—or am I being a beast?); so S came down wearing pjs, a shawl and a scowl. Uh, oh. She was none too pleased but I didn’t know about the key thing. Anyway let’s just say we were both tired and cranky.

Wanted to gets some notes down on Gemini for sure today as I get my juices flowing, writing wise, for the show. Gemini. The disrupter. Intercept, at the crossroads. Mutable air. Static Electricity. The power of positive thinking—Norman Vincent Peale, Ralph Waldo Emerson (other women maybe?)

To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! The degree point of the Sabian Symbol may at times be one degree higher than the one listed here. 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 365/6 days per year—so they nearly, but not exactly, correlate.

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