Somehow knowing that you don’t care warms my heart.
But apparently I’m a bad boy.
Does a birthday party count?
13 constellations on the ecliptic, actually…and the constellations don’t really match the “houses” anymore. 
ETA: I know you were joking, and I got it. 
Once me and eight people were all in the hospital at the same time. Our birthdays were all with three days of each other. Freaky.
Not that I believe in astrology one bit- but I match the typical Taurus profile in just about every way. Weird.
I’m surrounded by them! Husband, six or seven girlfriends easily. It’s like the birthday month. I’m Sagittarius. Maybe there are just more of them than other signs.
My cuz is a Taurus. To The Max. I don’t know if I’m ‘looking’ for Taurus traits in her, but you could open the dictionary, look up “Taurus”, and her picture would be right there. I’m Taurus but Taurus Lite next to her. We’re both stubborn, though. And like emeralds.
Welcome to the wonders of Barnum statements.
lolz
that’s one of them. Strangely, online I usually have no problem with them, but then, my interaction is limited.
Virgo: 23 August – 23 September
From Wikipedia:
– Cazzle (Virgo)
Heh. Me, too.
Lucky you! 
I’ve had my guts ripped out & an acetylene torch taken to my empty insides by women born in Feb/March in my life. For a few years, if I heard ‘Happy Birthday’ sung in a bar on St Patrick’s Day, I’d leave w/o looking up for sheer self preservation.
But pain & superstition go together.
I want to thank you for that link, because it led me to this: rumpology - The Skeptic's Dictionary - Skepdic.com Rumpology. Yes, it means what it sounds like: reading butts. I think this is the closest I’ve ever seen to a meaningful divination method. "You’re rump is Large, flat and very dimpled. This means that you spend too much time on the sofa, and are unlikely to ever achieve much . … "
There can be no question that every description I’ve read of the Taurus female, especially when you add in the “Socrpio rising” bit, describes me to a “T”. I’m not a big believer in astrology, but I seem only capable of attracting Leo’s, and we always end up breaking up for the exact reasons provided by Ms. Goodman. http://www.amazon.com/Linda-Goodmans-Love-Signs-Goodman/dp/B001HVABN2/ref=sr_1_6?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1276181258&sr=8-6
It reminds me of those e-mail scams where they send 5,000 people a sports or stock prediction, then another the next week and another the next. After six weeks they’re left with 150 people who have received the correct prediction every time, and are willing to follow them to the ends of the earth.
Those people who open a book and see a description which doesn’t apply to them, will probably never consider reading a horoscope again. The poor fools like me who happen to match their sign descriptors will be sucked into wasting five minutes per day for life. . . 
I take issue with this notion that the only reason one would see striking similarities between a description and an individual is because of the Barnum effect. These descriptions aren’t ‘‘sort of’’ like me and my husband, they are incredibly good descriptions of us. The reality is that with so many millions of people in the world, we can statistically predict a number of people whose star signs will be very accurate indicators their personalities. For whatever reason, I’m one of them (and so is my husband.)
The Pisces/Capricorn dynamic is an amusing one. I am all over the place emotionally, impulsive, neurotic, oversensitive, melodramatic, creative, passionate and spiritual. (Some would call this ‘‘crazy.’’) He is the rock: calm, predictable, patient, rational, practical, and he behaves in the same way day after day after day after day. (Some would call this ‘‘boring.’’) He is the daily grounding in reality that I need, and I am the escape from drudgery that he needs. Because of me, he tried his hand at poetry and learned to open up more with his friends. Because of him, I learned how to spot shitty research methodology and learned to open up a Roth IRA. We are each happier and more productive due to the influence of the other.
Again, astrology is a game to me, one I suppose I play because I feel I grasp the strategy rather well. I do receive a weekly horoscope, mostly because I love the unique style of that particular writer. Every week I read it not as a prediction of my future, but just as something to chew on, a different way to think about my circumstances, a way of brainstorming new experiences, or whatever.
My mom is also a Pisces. She is very much not like this.
Mr. Neville is a Gemini. We’re coming up on 7 years of marriage this August. My mom’s father was also a Gemini. He and my grandmother were married (happily, as far as any of us could tell) for 58 years, until he died. Mr. Neville and my grandfather are not similar in personality.
Just came in to note these three actors were born May 26-27- first Peter Cushing (now 93), then Christoper Lee (88) and Vincent Price (99)- now, THAT’S weird!
Nope. I’ve never had a common experience with anyone.
I’ve been in love with four women in my life; three are Aquarius (the fourth is a Leo). I simply find it an amusing co-incidence; there’s not much that the three Aquarians have in common.
All three of my sisters are Taurus. The only thing they have in common is our parents, me as their oldest sister, and our only brother. Personality, temperment, careers, love lives - couldn’t be more different.
I had a friend years ago who dismissed everything about my husband with “Well, of course! He’s a Scorpio!” :rolleyes: yeah, that explains it…