boomerlaughs

Most of my friends fall into two groups, the stoic air signs (Aquarius, Gemini, Libra) and the dramatic, overly emotional water signs (pisces, cancer, Scorpio).  They hold each other with disdain, the air signs often ridiculing the off-beat ways of the water signs.

I wrote the following homage to the water signs standing in the shows of the air signs.  Being a water sign,  my compassionate self (uh hmm, cough, cough) sought to give divine directive to our warts and idiosyncrasies.

……and god said: “Let there be water signs so that the drama can begin, and let them know yearning and uncontrollable desire. Let them be passionate and needy and take everything personally.  And let the air signs show disgust and disdain for their mushy dispositions.  Let the earth signs stand perplexed at their inability to control their emotions and let the fire signs totally ignore their frustrated gloominess.  And let the tavern doors open up so that they may troll endlessly for the bodies of hot men in tight jeans.  Let sappy commercials cause tears to flow from their eyes and let the welfare of every living animal touch their hearts.  May their friends and relatives look at them in continual bewilderment as to why they can not seem to get their shit together.  May the water signs dwell  at night.  May they be compelled to find whatever is under the rock.  May they be drawn to powerful music and dark movies.”   And god said, “Let them wear black.  And they wore black. And the earth saw that it was weird, and the beings in the heavens rolled their eyes behind their backs.”

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