Flashback: 8th grade Science class. My teacher, Mr. Vogelsang (a wise, expressive white-bearded man with model airplanes hanging all over his classroom and an engraved name plate on his desk reading "Baron von Vogelsang"), assigned us a report on the science of our choice. When I requested permission to do my report on astrology/planetary alignment, he chuckled and said, "Sorry, young lady, that's not a real science."
Yo, tell that to these guys. Or, better yet, don't. After all, their "senior astrologers" insist the planets favor John Kerry.
Posted by ayelet at October 29, 2004 03:29 PM