Star Struck Style

June 8 is Joan Rivers’ birthday.

I miss Joan Rivers! I’ve never felt a deeper affinity with any other celebrity. One of my biggest regrets was not waiting for her at a local meet-and-greet because I thought it would be too much trouble. I had this idea in my head that we would meet again someday, so I wasn’t in a hurry to wait for her alongside the other plebes gathering near the stage door at one of her shows. But knowing that she once tried to pronounce my name on TV always brings a smile to my face. I’ve probably told everyone I know that story before, so I won’t go into it again. I’m pretty sure that I’ve discussed it somewhere on this blog.

Anyway, one of the most remarkable things about Joan Rivers’ natal chart is that the two of us share our sun, moon and Mercury house positions. I’m always going on and on about how I am such a third-house sun character and how that is the basis of my belief in the Placidus system of house division. My admiration for Joan Rivers only strengthens my beliefs. While using the whole house system wouldn’t change Joan’s chart much, using it on my chart would move my sun into the fourth house. As I’ve said a million times over, I am anything but a fourth-house type. Anyone who knows me knows that I am not a fourth house type!

While I did know about our shared third-house sun and Mercury positions, I didn’t realize that we also share ninth house moons. That’s something I should look into. Even though I have a personalized moon in my horoscope because it is in the sign over which it rules, I tend to look at it as a less-powerful influence over my personality when compared to my Capricorn sun and my Libra ascendant: two things that stick out like sore thumbs as far as my character is concerned.

But I digress, as we third-house types tend to do. I should be celebrating Joan Rivers today, so I’m going to get offline and get ready to go to work: a place where I’m comfortable making sarcastic comments about my coworkers and all the terrible things they wear.

Someone’s gotta do it . . .