Weird weather. Looks like it’s summertime again, much to the chagrin of most folks. Heat doesn’t bother me a bit, but that brief respite was nice. Found the missing horoscope reference, right in [url=http://www.astrofish.net/intro.shtml]last week’s scope – under Aquarius.
Just goes to show, the best place to hide something is in plain view. Off to work on a Saturday morning. Got two – hopefully – full days in [url=http://www.astrofish.net/travel.html]Austin.
Working almost non-stop on the forthcoming book, “Fishing Guide to the Stars: fishing for love thru the zodiac,” has got my sleep time turned around. I still have to write horoscopes. I still have to do consultations. I still have to attend to matters of the website – got reports of a broken page again Thursday morning, just as I was stepping out. Quick fix. Some days, it feels like the webpage is nothing more than a hastily cobbled together entity. I keep aiming for tight code, but never get there.
My sleep patterns are all off by now. I never fully recovered from the last Mercury respite, and here it is again, fast [url=http://www.astrofish.net/monthly.html]approaching.
As I was combing through the book text, one last time, I still stumbled across unmarked typographical mistakes. That’s the hazard of publishing when Mars is backward. The first edition will have a few mistakes. Just the [url=http://www.astrofish.net/fineprint.html]way it goes.
The other disruption to sleep patterns? Not even remotely astrological? Upcoming trip to London. On the schedule for that trip? How could I miss a chance to see “Jerry Springer: the Opera”? Plus, there are a few plays I’ll catch, and I like to reread the text and some [url=http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/157322751X/fishinguideto-20]scholarship on the plays that I’ll be seeing. Improves my experience.
Problem being, after reading some Bloom? I’m tempted to address blank word processor screens with “Dear Gentle Reader…” and similar – frankly Victorian – terms.
What a wonderfully weird day it was. One my clients is a published poet, and – according to her – following my advice – working a lot these days. Teaching, freelance, whatever. She wrote an online astrology course. Now, she doesn’t have time to teach it. Offered it to me. That’s looking good so far. Just basic astrology, but I can handle that. In my sleep, even. She’s a Cancer Sun Sign. Looking over the coursework, I laughed. The last module in the class? “3 big players: Rising Sign, Moon Sign & Saturn.” Saturn just entered Cancer. Coincidence? Sure.
The [url=http://learningcenter.netscape.com/courses/overview.jsp?campusId=1204&courseId=3102]course is available for online learning…. the only thing that changes is I’ll be teaching, not the girl pictured.
What could make the day more perfect? A truly wonderful shot of espresso. At that place, which used to be Ruta Maya, but is something else now. I stopped by, after checking the mailbox, and grabbed a quick cup. I wished I’d asked the birthday, but there was a line forming, and I didn’t realize just how good that espresso was until I was halfway back to the bridge. The foam on top was so rich, so thick, after I’d sipped it some, there was a half-moon arc inside the paper shot cup, and finally, after I downed the last of it, I stuck my finger down inside the cup to get the last of that coffee-espresso foam. It was that good.
Duty called, and I had to forgo [url=http://www.austin-stories.com/meetings.php]social obligationsfor work. Late night reading, or, at least an evening reading. With BBQ sauce, hush puppies & chicken fry (chicken fried steak).
Got home and discovered that [url=www.thefatguy.com]The Fat Guy gave me a nice tip of the hat, but he divulged one of my past lives. Besides, as much as I enjoy his ramblings, I’ll be interested in what he has to say about [url=http://www.thefatguy.com/archives/003346.html#003346]music.