Only a crazy Russian psychic would ask for $300 million for "moral suffering," whatever that means. It probably doesn't translate well to English. And yeah, I lump astrologers in with Mistress Cleo, just another sect of society too crazy or too greedy to deal with the world in a traditional fashion.
Remember when you read about Tom Cruise in the news that he's one of the mostly-bent of this world too, espousing his crazy views on anti-depressants, stemming from his embrace of L. Ron Hubbard's Scientology, the intergalactic warlord Xenu, and boxes that crackle and drive you crazy.
I hope everyone out there had a nice Fourth of July, celebrating yesteryear and mourning the new brand of American imperialism. On the plate for this week: get my haircut, huge monthly clip report, suffer through bugbites from camping, and compose a post on "Spiders of Pennsylvania" to lock up the Google traffic.