Dragon Rabbit

I was born in 1976. For years, I thought I was born in the Year of the Dragon. Until I realized that the Chinese calendar is totally fucked up. So, it turns out that while 1976 is the Year of the Dragon, my birthday falls in the Year of the Rabbit. From Dragon to Rabbit... what a sobering fall.

2011 is the Year of the Rabbit. So this year belongs to me.

While we're on the subject of shit I don't really believe in, I've spent my life believing that I was a Capricorn...

Now astronomers have decided to completely fuck up the Zodiac dates:

"Astronomers have restored the original Babylonian zodiac by recalculating the dates that correspond with each sign to accommodate millennia of subtle shifts in the Earth's axis."

Capricorn: Jan. 20-Feb. 16.
Aquarius: Feb. 16-March 11.
Pisces: March 11-April 18.
Aries: April 18-May 13.
Taurus: May 13-June 21.
Gemini: June 21-July 20.
Cancer: July 20-Aug. 10.
Leo: Aug. 10-Sept. 16.
Virgo: Sept. 16-Oct. 30.
Libra: Oct. 30-Nov. 23.
Scorpio: Nov. 23-29.
Ophiuchus:* Nov. 29-Dec. 17.
Sagittarius: Dec. 17-Jan. 20.

* Discarded by the Babylonians because they wanted 12 signs per year.

So now I'm supposed to be a Sagittarius?

Hey Astronomers, fuck you. I reject your reality and substitute my own.

Turned in the first draft of my new script Thursday morn. Time to kick back for a few days before the feedback comes raining.

2011 still belongs to me.