So recently somebody actually looked towards the heavens did a few calculations and decided that the signs of the zodiac were in the wrong place.  For those not in the know with psuedo-science  the constellations along the elliptic (the path the sun follows across the sky- someone left it breadcrumbs) are the signs of the zodiac.  The constellation the sun was passing through at noon on the day you were born determines your “sign.”  Your sign is supposed to determine things about you, character traits, who you get along with, etc.  This has lead to the 1970’s pick up line “What’s your sign?” and some of the strangest things from the 1960’s which are better left ignored.

So last week the world was thrown into a tizzy when someone said “Hey! these things don’t match up like they should!”  So after being a Scorpio for over 40 years, I am now a Libra.  Go figure.  I know I could have told you things weren’t lining up they way they used to- the seasons seem to be coming up funny, I used to think it was nostaglia, but now I have scientific proof the world is off kilter.

Oh this comic is late because Libras are notoriously unreliable… Sorry just following my sign.