Okay, I'm not really one to read or heed horoscopes. With the exception of a brief passing interest (or a decade long obsession) with general mythology (that has long since come to an end) and this weird affinity for planetariums, the entire idea of my life being subtly guided by a goat (correction: sea goat) or whatever seems a bit... well, it sounds stupid. However, THAT was before I read this horoscope...
"Capricorn your time is up. Luckily, your initiative will bring people to your aid on the night of the half moon, but stay out of Hell's Kitchen! A petite enemy is looking for you - and that short bitch will cut you."
Huh?
posted by phat tony 10:59 PM
God, I love this woman...
"All I know is, inside me I have the seriousness and the maturity to say, without hubris or bravado, that I am the best at what I do, which is the plain and simple truth, undisputed by most people, argued over only by those who have never seen me and/or plainly can't stand to see a woman, especially a foreign one, take that much pride and such a vaingloriously unapologetic stance in the traditional American folk art of stand-up comedy. This is not a realm I was born to nor welcomed into, yet I forced my chinky bound foot in the door, and somehow kept it open by being so fucking good. How dare I? Watch me." -- Margaret Cho, I have chosen to stay and fight.
posted by phat tony 8:18 PM
Happy Birthday, Steve!
posted by phat tony 11:57 AM
Happy New Year, everyone!
A special thanks to all those who came to the party, all those who e-mailed or called or texted me... love you guys!
posted by phat tony 7:05 PM