June 2 is Andy Cohen’s birthday.
Now that Eileen Davidson is no longer on “The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills,” Andy Cohen is my favorite Gemini on any of the “Real Housewives” shows. He snuck ahead of both Cary Deuber and Stephanie Hollman of “The Real Housewives of Dallas” when I couldn’t choose which one of those two was my favorite.
Until recently, there hasn’t been that many Gemini housewives. Taylor Armstrong was the original, and the craziest until LeeAnne Locken’s two-faces arrived on the scene. Gossipy Ashley Darby is doing her zodiac sign proud on “The Real Housewives of Potomac,” and Siggy Flicker is probably still talking out of both sides of her big mouth on “New Jersey,” although I can’t be sure because I can’t stand watching the Jersey version.
I should really have a good look at the charts of all these Gemini natives to figure out what makes me either love them or hate them — there’s no middle ground with me and most Geminis.
Andy Cohen has the sun, Venus and Mars all in Gemini, but his Mercury is in Cancer. I think that the Mercury position is probably going to make the difference in most cases. Mercury in either Taurus or Cancer should figuratively “mute” the craziness that makes many Gemini individuals rub me the wrong way (although that didn’t happen with either Donald Trump or Kanye West). Sun in Gemini/Mercury in Gemini seems like an excuse to run off at the mouth with aplomb. I’m a little too dignified and well-mannered to put up with that sort of bullshit.
Now I want to know if LeeAnne Locken has that combo or something else. Unfortunately, I can’t be sure that any birth date I find online for the lunatic is going to be accurate. She fits into the Donald Trump/Kanye West camp when it comes to her typical Gemini traits. Enough said?
Anyway, I should be discussing Andy Cohen, but I don’t have a birth time for him either. Maybe he’ll stumble across this post one day and let me know what time he was born. It would help me to understand my own love/hate relationship with most Gemini natives. At the moment, I’m at a loss to explain why I’m so hot and cold with most of them.
Call me, Andy . . .