As some of you may know, under the traditional astrological signs, Ray's birthday fell under the last day to be a Leo, while mine, being slightly later, made me a Virgo.
My sisters were also Leos. They were always rubbing it in about how Leos got all the great and awesome characteristics to ensure coolness and what lame wet dishrags Virgos were. It always galled me that my sisters got the same sign as my favorite author (who had he waited ONE LOUSY DAY after hanging around in there for an extra month, would have been a Virgo anyway! Geez.)