I have a thing for really bad astrology. It has been a part of my life for as long as I can remember. The first time I ever read my Horoscope was probabaly at one of our family breakfasts on a Sunday. After Church, we would have a huge breakfast at my grandmother's house. Somtimes Grandma Noire's sometimes Gramdma Blanche's. We would all just help ourselves to whatever grandma had prepared for us. And usually one of the grown ups would have purchased the Sunday paper. In the afternoon when everyone was done with it, I would read the comics, what the celebrities were up to, what movies were new, and the horoscopes. Sometimes they would apply to whatever little girl drama I had going on at the time, mostly not. These days though, I have traded my morning paper for the internet news, and have my horoscope e mailed to me daily. Somehow today's seems to fit. It reads as follows. Catarina, here is your horoscope for May 27th 2004: Mixed signals? Oh, you bet. Whether you're on the giving or receiving end, you'd better think twice before you get involved in the game. It's for keeps. Well, for one I had no idea I was playing a game. But for lack of a better word to describe love, I suppose the word game works just fine for now. The game huh? I remember playing a game of cards the other night and I was thoroughly disappointed! Or maybe they are talking about a basketball game? Whatever they meant, the horoscopes advice seems to fit wherever I want to apply it. As far as mixed signals go, well that is a strategy used by an opponent to "psyche" you out. Or is it the truth about everyone in general, you know the duality of man and all? And I guess they are advising the genral public of the sign of Cancer on this day to "think twice" about getting involved. Hmmm, prudent? or perhaps just a good practice for normal thinking people. I suppose there is something about a complete stranger giving a selected group of people advice as if they would never have thought of it otherwise, that is just plain fun. Because my dear, when you think about it, baseball, Love, War, they are all for keeps aren't they?