Capricorn (Dec. 22-Jan. 19): If I'm reading your mind as well as I think I can, something resembling love recently killed off a part of your life you didn't feel quite ready to let expire. I'd offer my condolences except that I know a secret you haven't guessed yet. The eerie fact is that whatever you think you've sacrificed will return to you in a resurrected form. As the solstice approaches, death and rebirth are negotiating mysterious deals in your behalf. Beginnings and endings are conspiring to switch places.

Aquarius (Jan. 20-Feb. 18): Basketball coach Bobby Knight was asked what his ideal team would look like. Most of his description was predictable, beginning with a 7-foot center who excels at blocking shots and rebounding. The surprise came in his desire for a reserve player who'd specialize in clutch situations, like when the score is tied with less than a minute before the buzzer. Knight said he'd want this role to be filled by a "D" student -- someone, in other words, who's not prone to thinking himself into a self-conscious frenzy but who can act with uncomplicated decisiveness. Now I would never urge you to actually be a "D" student, Aquarius, but do you think that in the coming days you could call on a simpleton's skill for not overstrategizing?

Pisces (Feb. 19-March 20): I'll have you know I hoaxed Jerry Springer even before he started staging hoaxes himself. I've also rifled through Jim Carrey's garbage, glimpsed Madonna's stretch marks, and discussed Jungian psychology with Courtney Love. Quentin Tarantino once told me to get the hell out of his way, and Marilyn Manson's spit has landed on my shirt on two occasions. Yes, I know a thing or two about fame, and I can sense celebrity-level charisma when I see it. I'm talking about you, babe. You've got EXPOSURE written all over your aura. If you don't have the urge or can't create the opportunity to show off in the spotlight this week, my name is Bobby Nostradamus.

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