ARIES (mar 21-apr 19)
High summer is upon us, and with it long hot days of noise and sweat and drama: car horns that blast the entire length of the Williamsburg Bridge; blockside beats that get into your viscera and stay with you all night keeping you awake; the earworms of the ice cream truck, eternal, torturous. Fall can't come soon enough, can it Aries?
TAURUS (apr 20-may 20)
There is a bar on Grand Street in Williamsburg, about 30 yards from Berry Street, that has a strictly locals-only policy. Every now and then when I walk by, I'll catch a glance through the open door and see happy people laughing and dancing and cussing and having a good time. I wish I could go to that bar, Taurus.
GEMINI (may 21-june 20)
If your brain were a pirate radio station, it'd be broadcasting freeform jams from a boat in international waters. If your heart was a squat, it'd be in the middle of downtown Amsterdam. If your brain and your heart got together for a benefit party, it'd be a fuck-ton of fun, Gemini... See what I'm getting at?
CANCER (june 21-july 22)
I was about 60 miles north of the Arctic Circle last week, in Norwegian territory, and I ran into some old Sami buddies of mine. When I told them I'd been spending a lot of time in Brooklyn they all got really excited and asked me if Roberta's was really that good. Fucking globalized hipster monoculture, Cancer. (I told 'em no.)
VIRGO (aug 23-sep 22)
Do you have World Cup fever? I have World Cup fever. I've watched every single minute of every single game and I'm even having dreams that I'm an international soccer star taking the pitch for extra time of the cup final... And then I wake up, and life seems bleak. Don't get lost in dreams, Virgo, live your life.
LIBRA (sept 23-oct 22)
Everybody's always freaking out about more parks, more green, more open space... Well, what about dark, shadowy places, the kind of tenebrous hovels that allow us to be anonymous and inward-looking? Who do I have to lobby to get more of those in the city? I mean seriously, Libra, there are hardly even any alleyways in this bizarro town.
SCORPIO (oct 23-nov 21)
Poor Flag Day. Used to be such a big deal, and then it got its identity changed to Memorial Day, and it became all about the party. But you know, Scorpio, life happens, and instead of moping, I heard that Flag Day moved to Austin and became kind of a big deal. Opened an organic burger joint, joined a roller derby team. Way to go Flag Day.
SAGITTARIUS (nov 22-dec 21)
There are moments in life when the future opens up to us in a way that is ferociously, terrifyingly real. For some, this abrupt and total realization of life's finitude (and its infinite possibility) is too much, and they run away from it. Others run to it. What will you do, Sagittarius? (Duh, the latter, please.)
CAPRICORN (dec 22-jan 19)
People don't change, Capricorn. They might realize they've fallen into patterns of unpleasant behavior that are costing them friends, and they might try to adjust these patterns of behavior, but that doesn't mean the part of them on the inside that wants so badly to destroy, has "changed." Just because you can control your impulses doesn't mean you don't have them.
AQUARIUS (jan 20-feb 18)
Dear Aquarius, I'm pretty damn happy about these recent developments, and I just wanted you to know that nothing is more important to me than your happiness through all this... And sure, I'm definitely going to fuck up at some point, but try not to hold it against me for too long. I'm trying, I promise.
PISCES (feb 19-mar 20)
My dog has her head draped across my wrist as I write this, so it is proving difficult to type with any kind of alacrity or spontaneity. As such, each word is measured out slowly, like fine cloth on the eve of a grand wedding. Should I let my dog marry a cat? She really wants to, Pisces, but I find it kind of weird... Thoughts?