More hi-jinks of the soldier’s Venus in Gemini (clever but bored) vs his 9th house Jupiter in Sagittarius (higher education) with his Special Forces training and tactics plainly obvious.

“I was in this class once the professor didn’t like me so much which was okay because I didn’t like him at all.”

I laughed.

“Yeah, he thought something was wrong with me. This was pretty soon after I got out of the military and I guess I hadn’t quite assimilated back into regular culture. I still haven’t but I was even worse then and I messed up on the word association.”

“What were you studying?”

“Art. Well, it was a creative writing class but were studying art to learn about creative writing. We were going to a bunch of museums and stuff. It was really stupid. As least I thought it was stupid and then we came to the word association part and you were supposed to say the first thing that came to your mind.”

“Uh huh.”

“So he said, YELLOW! And I answered him, COWARD!”

I snorted.

“Yeah. Well that’s the first thing that came to mind but he said, no, no, no. Your mind is too rigid. Let’s try this again. And he said, YELLOW! And I said, JAUNDICE!”

“Oh cripes.”

“Yeah, he didn’t like that either so he said he was going to let me try one more time and this time I’d better get it right. So he said, YELLOW!” And I said, MALARIA?? And that was it. From that time on he really hated me and he was going to flunk me because I was getting D’s and F’s on everything, even though I was trying my best. I was, P. You know I don’t want to flunk anything so I really was trying but it was just so stupid.”

“Like what?”

“Oh, well we had to look at all these paintings and the painting were all crap. They were crap by crap painters and he would say can’t you just see the energy move across the canvas?”

I snorted.”

“Well I guess I’m not artistic because I couldn’t see shit. Show me something by a real painter and then I’ll see some energy. Michelangelo. Van Gogh. Now those guys could paint but this stuff? It looked look paint thrown on a canvass. It looked like crap as far as I could see so I was just flunking everything left and right.”

“How did it end up? Did you flunk? What grade did you get?”

“Oh, I passed. He wound up giving me a B.”

“How did you manage that?”

“Oh, we had to write this big paper that was a big portion of our grade. So mine? Well I took Einstein’s theory or relativity, you know, E=MC2 and based my paper on that except it was called, motion = consciousness.”

I laughed.

“Yeah, I made up a bunch of crap. The whole thing was crap. It was gibberish I made up my head. It was the biggest load of nonsensical hogwash you have ever seen in your life and he loved it! He loved it! He read it to the class and said it was the best paper he’d ever had from a student in his life, the damned fool. So for that he gave me a B and I got the hell out of there.”