Burger King commercials make want to be sure to never, ever, ever, ever want to go there. Not that I do anyway, but goddamn they are the worst commercials ever.
Ankles are incredibly mosquito bitten, but bamboo blinds are hung on the porch. They still need to be firmly affixed to the railing. And we’ll see how they hold up in the first big storm. But hey, for now, some semblance of of privacy.
Why is Dr. J in Dr. Pepper commercials? Did he spend all his money on the ladies?
Taurus, for today:
We are more aware of the fine line between spiritual truth and delusion as the Sun approaches an opposition with surreal Neptune early tomorrow. Relationships can become confusing as fantasy gets mixed up with reality. Meanwhile, the Sun’s annoying quincunx with erratic Uranus tempts us to overreact to the restraining Capricorn Moon. The Moon’s entry into progressive Aquarius at 6:55 pm EDT enables us to interact without being overly emotional.
Is it wrong that the word “quincunx” makes me laugh? I guess I should laugh at it, as the universe seems to be laughing at me this week.