Ice Weasels Ripped My Flesh

The Lateness of the Hour

A friend quotes Rob Brezsny‘s Virgo today in her blog, and that means I must follow suit, as sure as willy follows nilly (and wins a Grammy, but that’s another story). It’s not just a good idea, it’s some sort of Natural Law. And I don’t have the strength in February to go fighting a Natural Ticket.

Rob’s weekly astrology columns always amaze me, not because they’re in/accurate — astrology is all things to all people, and I’m good with that — but because they’re so precise. Brevity may or may not be the soul of wit, but it sure slaps leather when it comes to tapping the pulse of the yearning disaffected. Who doesn’t want solid thoughtful witty advice in 150 words or less? I know I do.

Happy Valentine Daze, Taurus! After extensive meditation about what advice would be most useful for your love life in 2006, I rejected this observation by The Simpsons’ creator Matt Groening: “Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the ice weasels come.” Do not, under any circumstances, make those your words to live by. Instead, consider the following counsel from Norman Mailer: “Love asks us that we be a little braver than is comfortable, a little more generous, a little more flexible. It means living on the edge more than we care to.”

I have the sinking sense that when they make the movie, Rob will be played by Robin Williams or Jim Carrey. Obviously he should be rendered by Philip Seymour Hoffman, or someone equally wickedly skilled, but who listens to me?

Braver than comfortable — that’s a notion to live by.

About Linus

The man behind the curtain. But couldn't we get a nicer curtain?
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