But enough about me

Today a Denver Post columnist, William Porter, wrote about the United Astrology Conference held in Denver this week and the panel of seven astrologists that agreed that Obama would win the Presidential election based on his birth chart. Astrologers starry-eyed for Obama - The Denver Post

Mr. Porter, who admittedly does not believe his horoscope is anything more than "vague advice" describes the conference attendees as "breathless," "worried," and "ominous." His article is snarky, slightly condescending, and hilarious. My favorite quote is from one of the astrologists who admits that he doesn't have a correct birth chart (how can you NOT find out Obama's birth date/time these days?) and that without it, everything he says "might be garbage." Garbage? Really? I find it difficult to believe that if I'm born at 2:30 a.m. I'm a homicidal maniac, but if it's 2:30 p.m. I'm the next leader of the Free World.

I saw the story on an AOL news slide. Right below the Obama/horoscope article was an article about a 19-year old man in South Carolina who won the Powerball by listening to the "voices in his head." "19-year-old S.C. man wins $35 million Powerball jackpot" : News-Record.com : Greensboro, North Carolina

The voices told him that "your family is going to bring you success and fortune" so he used the ages of his siblings to pick the winning numbers.

OK, fortune I can see. But success? All he's really successful at is getting lucky. And being smart enough to pay attention and listen when the voices in his head tell him to play the lotto, and not to listen when they tell him to shoot up the quad.