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.)

Well, thanks to the earth wobbling on its axis, the signs have been changed. http://www.livescience.com/str...tronomical-sign.html Ray is still a Leo, but SO AM I, NOW! AND GUESS WHAT! MY SISTERS ARE NOT EVEN LEOS ANYMORE! HA! HA! HA!

I was about to give up on everything associated with life on this planet, but this gives me a flicker of hope that there is justice in the universe after all.

Since when has actual astronomical science had any influence on the magical thinking that is astrology?

(Not since the days of Newton and Halley!)

PS: I suppose that's what a Saggitarius WOULD say .

(Just thought I'd get the classic response in there before anyone else!)