January 24, 2005
Esther
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I assume this synchronicity comes down to the usual astrological hooey. I suppose another one of those tiresome planets is in retrograde. Not that there's anything wrong with that; I don't care what planets do in their own space, as long as they don't request special rights, or orbit in public parks, or collide in front of my children. My children will learn astronomy when I feel they are ready, and not a moment before. And I see no reason to teach them about astrology at all.
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It is sad to see that some people do not take the science of Astrology seriously. The next thing you'll be saying is that Phrenology is a load of crap. Actually that would be Scatology....
Posted by: HomericPundit at January 24, 2005 03:07 PM (S24bh)
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I'll ask Laurence for his insights on that.
Posted by: Attila Girl at January 24, 2005 04:16 PM (RjyQ5)
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Being fairly new to this blog, there must be something underlying that response. Dare I ask?
Posted by: HomericPundit at January 24, 2005 05:32 PM (PU5io)
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Go to the ad in the top-right corner of this blog. Click on "read more." That will take you to Laurence's blog, and all will be revealed.
Posted by: Attila Girl at January 24, 2005 07:24 PM (RjyQ5)
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Yes all is clear. Anyone with 4 cats has my sympathies. Having 3 myself I have no desire to empty more litter boxes. Speak about a load of crap. Of course I could bring my dogs into the house and they'd empty them for me...
Yum, yum, doggie treats...
Posted by: HomericPundit at January 24, 2005 08:10 PM (HReYA)
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Jupiter's passed through Orion,
And come into conjunction with Mars.
Saturn is wheeling through infinite space,
To its pre-ordained place in the stars.
And I gaze at the planets in wonder,
At the trouble and time they expend.
All to warn me to be careful,
In dealings involving a friend!
Flanders and Swann, "My Horoscope"
Posted by: Pixy Misa at January 25, 2005 06:59 AM (+S1Ft)
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Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
I donÂ’t care what you are.
Up above the world so high,
My lifeÂ’s down here, not in the sky.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
If I ignore you, IÂ’ll go far.
Traditional nursery rhyme, perverted by:
Posted by: HomericPundit at January 25, 2005 11:30 AM (S24bh)
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Doesn't anyone check facts anymore? It is this sort of poorly researched story that gives the blogosphere a bad name. For the record, only 58 of the cats were really sick.
Posted by: Kingslasher at January 25, 2005 11:32 AM (SOfML)
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Actually I think they only counted 49 hairballs in the van. Along with the 238 cat feces and 12 gallons of urine in the carpet, it presented quite a biohazard.
Posted by: HomericPundit at January 25, 2005 02:06 PM (S24bh)
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