Now I have a packed 8th house and I will be the first to tell you that I like to go places I am not supposed to be. And I was this kid from the desert… I got to town and I took one look at that the biker bar on the main drag and I don’t know what to say. I wanted to go in it! I wanted to cross the threshold of that place for sure.

So at first I knew Scott. And Scott was an artist. He was a sheltered pianist, specifically. Sheltered because he was a child prodigy when meant he spent 15 or more hours a day in front a piano from the time he was 3 years old. He wrote this for my other blog some years ago. You can see the Mars Mercury all over this.

Scott writes:

She opens about 5 ketchup packets and squirts it out all over her order of fries…”

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I’m not going to post the rest because it’s too dirty and this is my clean(ish) blog. But anyway, you can see this guy is not going to take me into that biker bar, is he? Fine, says Libra. Obviously I will have to find another man! Because although I want to go, I don’t want to go alone! Libra needs a partner in crime!

So 18 months later, I am walking in that bar with the soldier, raising holy hell, and Scott?

Well Scott has a working Mars too. He told me no, didn’t he? But his Mars is refined. So when I needed help with the sexual harassment thing, a different kind of help than the soldier could give me, I called Scott. And he helped me.

And he didn’t know and would have never dreamed I had penetrated the Biker Bar, or even imagined how keen I was to do this. Scott has an Aquarius Moon and to him, I am a social activist. I am a progressive woman, he calls “Elsie”.

But meanwhile I have the soldier (who calls me, Els) and who has no possible way to refuse any challenge put to him. This meant that anything I could conceive of doing, he was right there with me, shoulder to shoulder, BRING IT ON! But does he know anything about my lawsuit? Um… no.

So this is funny, yes? Don’ tell me there’s no such thing as a secret life!

How does your Mars work?