“A good motto to live by: "Always try not to get killed.” - George Carlin.
Welcome to Sagittarius, Venus! I feel like there is always a little shift in the wind when a planet changes signs. Ok, ok maybe it's just mental. But whether it was something in the cosmic ether or just the holiday tipping point, last night seemed liked the perfect welcome celebration for the goddess of love and beauty (Venus!) into the sign of raucous good fun, balls-to-the-wall honesty and yes a little excessive good cheer. I hadn't thought about it until this morning and I had one of those astrologer's aha! moments. Sooooo that's what it was, I thought to myself (and then decided to share with my 10 readers ;)
What was it exactly about last night? I decided to go to not-my-neigborhood dive bar. I was in the mood for a little "competition" of the dart-board and pool-game variety; fun, sportive gaming which helps the grog go down with an old friend. We ended up walking into a sea of people in Santa Clause hats and winter one-sies for a pub crawl that had 2,000 enlistees! The normal, dirty quiet of this modest-is-an-understatement dive bar was wall-to-grimy-wall packed with people trying out-Santa and out-sexy Santa each other. The faux-marble bar was an elbow rest for vociferous fun-havers awaiting their next pitcher. Plastic darts were thrown (and broken) and pool tables became a leaning oasis for those delighted to be smashed into the bar's gooey center.
Like I said, perhaps this is just a picture of holiday cheer, with Christmas just 10 days away. But if planets serve a symbolic function than the over-the-top recreation going on, the "sporty" mood and the swilling of booze in this ruddy, phermone-thick co-ed den, then I'm thinking Venus painted a pretty clear picture of what it looks like (comic-strip style) to be in fun-loving Sagittarius. Enjoying the holiday may be inevitable.