I had dinner last night with some old family friends. It was a little different from what I’m used to because it was a true family dinner, two kids, mom and dad, and “strange” Uncle Kramer. Thankfully, I’m just known as Kramer to this group. The four year old Aries boy has it made. He’s typically Aries, through and through. Although his parents are both advance degree, university trained kind of people, I can just see this kid being a football player. Or fishing guide. He likes both. His older brother, in a fit of candor, made one of those off the record comments, “I hate this kid.” Scorpio. We all have our little crosses to bare. But the little Aries shows promise. When we were all pilling out of the family mini-van, the mother took one look at that little Aries and decided she should carry him because the kid was acting tired. Right. I was watching his face as he was no longer feigning sleep while he grinned at me as he was carried into the house. Right. Kid’s got it made. I’m with his Scorpio older brother on this issue. Of course, being an older brother myself, I know what this is like.