A very horse-related weekend. It can, if the world is being mean to you, take 8 hours to ship 2 horses from Montecito to Carpinteria. Lauren coined a new term in reference to the person who is the source of our woes. The climax of the horse-drama has occurred, indeed, "the tweeker has twacked."

My wonderful car has returned from the body shop workable and not-wrecked. This is pleasant, as my four cylinder Saturn still has more (or perhaps bigger) nuts than a rented Chevy Aveo.

Your Horoscope:
This week has a cautious sort of momentum to it. Beware of flying objects that, in their natural state, have no right to be flying.