It started out as an innocuous day, a day without too much on the books, I was supposed to have a few readings, but everyone bailed, so I hiked around the lake, and just as I was getting home, a car pulls over to hassle me. Movie man! The Aries who’s written me into a screenplay. Maybe it isn’t exactly me, but there’s a supporting character who is an astrologer, and quotes Shakespeare, and there are some other similarities. A quick feast at Magnolia, shop for cell phones, and then the Virgo rings me up and I’m off running with her, all over town. She’s house shopping in a tight market. Then another Virgo joins us, and it’s Tequila time for those two at another Mexican restaurant. “Margaritas are lotion for a tired, chapped mind.” Darn Virgo’s — Tequila doesn’t dull their senses enough.