Mercury Dreams in Retrograde

Fine.  I give in.  I'm so West Coast I blame my crazier than usual dreams on Mercury being in retrograde.

Admittedly, I'm a woman of a certain age: old enough to know better (but young enough to not give a damn). The inevitable dreams of childbearing were bound to occur.  The first such dream just occurred about a week ago, and that's where the true mystery of birth begins...

There was no husband around, I was to be a single mom.  I crouched over, old-school, woman in a rice paddy style; I reached down and held in my arms a beautiful, healthy 8lb...cocktail shrimp.  Yes - I had birthed a giant appetizer.

Generally one would be alarmed by giving birth to something non-human, however, I chuckled and held it in my arms proudly - because it was my jumbo cocktail shrimp.  I loved it so much.

Next Scene: I'm casually explaining to my mother how being unwed with a child - a monster cocktail shrimp-child - is totally fine because, as I rationalized it, "I always wanted a cat".  As I'm telling my mother not to worry about me and the future of my healthy baby I look over at it (it wasn't sexed, nor did it have eyes) and see my tasty bundle of joy morph into the cat I always wanted.  Again, instead of shock I was amused and laughed happily at my good luck - as I'd been saying to my Mom, "I always wanted a cat."

Final scene: I'm talking to a friend about my baby cat who's playing just outside my line of vision, again, maintaining that it was totally fine, that I was happy with having a baby crustacean that by some unseen power, transformed into a feline - and as I'm genuinely saying how happy I am I look over and my little kitten had blossomed into a beautiful little girl, with hair like mine when I was her age.

I laughed again at my wondrous luck.  And was happy.

Later, of course, I woke up wondering what the fuck!?

Lucky 27 - It's Written In the Stars

The magic of the season is in full effect - mix that with MUNI and here's what you get...

I'm getting on the bus and a guy says, " 'scuse me...I gotta ask, what size shoe do you wear?" I just repeat the question and then laugh in amusement.  He then sits across from me and I'm thinking, there's no way I'm going to get to ride home in peace and quiet.  I'm going to have a very odd conversation (in 3, 2, 1...)

"Ahh, I'm sorry - it's just that you have some really nice feet.  And you know, some people say that the size of your feet - or hands (Holy shit! Is he really going there? Do I look like a man?) - corresponds to their patience level.  So, I just noticed you have nice, small feet (yeah, tiny, sexy SIZE 9 feet - far more suitable for a hobbit than a human female) but, you know, your patience...it's kinda...(insert mental image of the "iffy" hand signal, also known as "ehh...", "so-so", and "kinda").  He didn't know that that instance was the most patient I've ever been with another human.  I laughed and just said, yeah you know, I don't really think of myself as being a very patient person.  "You know, it's those small (hobbit) feet you got."  That explains it.

- 20 seconds of awkward silence -  

"Uh, hey - what sign are you?"  This is gonna be awesome.  "What sign am I?"  "Yeah, you know, what's your astrology sign?"  Like any self respecting fire sign, I told him he was going to have to guess.  First he guessed Pisces (totally logical, I've always wanted to be a mermaid), I said nope.  Then he thought about it and really studied my energy and said, with a fair amount of self-doubt in his voice,"You're not a Leo...?"

"Ha!  I am a Leo!  Good guess."  Turns out my new friend (who, I'm guessing, suffered a severe head injury at some point in his life) is super into astrology and gets vibes off people.

While clearly off, he seemed harmless enough so I went along for the ride, "So, you're into astrology, huh?".  "Yeah, I like to read about it sometimes and I can tell, from peoples' energy, what their sign is, and their patience level."  Again he makes the "iffy" hand gesture with relation to my patience level.  "But Leos, you guys can get bored easily.  You're always looking for something new to do, you know, like where's the party?!"  I admitted that I can get bored but said I wasn't a big partier.  He responded by saying, "well, you're not a big party person but when you're in the mood, you're in the mood - and people notice.  They're like, she's in a good mood and everyone knows because your energy is so bright."  Oh, really...

The sharing continues. "The good thing about Leos is you gotta get all the exercise you want (huh? who wants to exercise?) because you like to sleep in and can kinda, you know,..." Again, I'm getting the "ehh" hand motion.  I laugh, "Yeah, I can be pretty lazy...I definitely like to sleep in and just chill out..." "An' that's cool, an' everybody likes to spoil themselves but you have to be sure to take care of yourself, too.  But Leos do like the good things in life."

- 10 seconds of awkward silence -

"You'd be good with a Taurus guy."
"Really?  That's crazy, both my parents are Taurus' and they are the most stubborn people I know (well, other than me).  I don't think I've ever dated a Taurus."
"Yeah,  Taurus or Sagittarius - another fire sign - 'cause they'd keep you entertained and going out to check out new things..."  He then told me he was an Aries (another fire sign), although he didn't recommend I'd be good with an Aries. ;)

His stop was before mine and he wished me a good night before pausing and deciding to ask me my name.  I introduced myself and he told me his name was Lawrence and shook my hand.  Along with his name, Lawrence gave me laughter, inspiration, the desire to look inward and a silly smirk I can't wipe off my face.

It's funny to think where inspiration comes from.  It's just dumb luck really.  How this guy made me laugh so much, after starting the interaction by telling me I have no patience for people, and then, that I have a tendency toward laziness, is beyond me.  Perhaps it was the hit to the head he took, but despite the funny observations, he seemed rather taken with me, and just earnestly wanted to share his perceptions.  And I'm glad he did.

Who knows, maybe I'd be good with an Aries?