I bet, if I gave you a thousand guesses, you'd never be able to figure out what Sylvester Stallone's mother does for a living.
Go ahead, guess. You'll be wrong.
You give up? Okay. Here it is:
She does psychic readings for people from seeing pictures of their naked butts.
See? I told you you'd never guess. And, for the record, I'm not making this up.
Stallone, apparently not one to skimp on patting her own, um, back, calls herself "America's foremost Rumpologist." (I'd like to think she's America's only rumpologist, but chances are she can't be the only one who does this.) So, you send her a photograph of your butt, along with a hefty check for her services, and she tells you what your personality is like, what's going to happen in your future, and so on.
So I guess when Stallone says she's "getting a little behind in her work," she means it.
As far as how this could possibly work, she gives a wonderful explanation on her website, to wit:
Rumpology is sometimes called butt reading in modern parlance. It is the art of reading the lines, crevices, dimples, and folds of the buttocks to divine the individual's character and gain an understanding of what has occurred in the past and get a prediction of the future... Jacqueline has discovered that the left and right cheeks reveal a person's past and future, respectively. The right buttocks represents the left cerebral hemisphere of the brain, while the left buttocks represents the right hemisphere. It is similar to palmistry -- where the left palm represents the past and the right palm represents the future.So, wait... let me get this straight... your left butt cheek is connected to your right brain, so it tells you your past, and your right butt cheek is connected to your left brain, so it tells you your future? I can't tell you how anxious I am to bring this up in my neurology class! I think there's only one thing I will add, when I tell them about it, which is:
BA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA *falls off chair*
She also says that your butt crack has a lot to do with your personality. I'd like to be able to tell you what, but when I got to the part about "lawyers having unusually long butt cracks," I was laughing so hard that I don't think I remember much of what I was reading.
But that's not the only thing that Stallone does; and I guess it would be kind of a pain in the ass if all you did all day long was to look at photographs of people's butts. She is also the "Dean of the University of Astrology" (accreditation pending), and describes it here, a webpage wherein we are subjected to music that sounds like the unholy bastard child of Pachelbel's Canon and "The Wind Beneath My Wings." On this page are two photographs of Stallone, one in which she is blonde and smiling, and the other in which she is brunette and in which, to put it politely, the resemblance to Rambo is fairly obvious. You can purchase her videos, in which you learn about things like the "Love Scale of Compatibility," for $99.95.
She also requests that you call her "Dean Jackie."
So there you have it, folks: astrology, and asstrology. The latest from the world of the woo-woo. You know, I keep thinking that I've found the wackiest belief possible -- putting holographic stickers on water jugs to "alter the water's health resonance field," using crystal pendulums to diagnose disease, treating those diseases by giving the patient pills from which all the marginally useful molecules have been diluted out of existence. But people always seem to be one step ahead of me.
Which, if I was Jacqueline Stallone, would be exactly the vantage point I'd want.