My next Truth about was going to be about Indecision 2000 and the state of Florida and the alleged tampering, etc. Lots of stuff going on there, and lots of stuff that gets me good and pissed off. However, I think I've found something that's even more important.
I got this from Mom last night:
I'll write to you tomorrow night but I just found a really strange site and wanted to share it with you. . . . pickover.com Go to the ESP site and take the test. Tried it twice and he picked it both times. Let me know what you think.
I approached this with a little bit of skepticism. I mean, let's not forget that this is a woman who fell for, "Did you know that 'gullible' isn't in the dictionary?"
Pickover.com. Go there now, and take the ESP Experiment. In fact, take it ten times. I'll wait.
There. Now you know what I'm feeling right now.
At the tender age of five, I went to a birthday party that had a magician in attendance. I watched him do his tricks, and silently picked them apart. I didn't announce to the crowd that the hankercheif was balled-up on the end of his thumb because I didn't want to ruin it for the normal five year olds, but that guy didn't pull anything over on me. Suffice to say that I'm a little unaccustomed to having the wool pulled over my eyes.
I took that test six times. I don't know what else to try to thwart it -- it was right every time. I picked the same Tarot card and the same eye and a different card. I tried to vary the timing. It still knew the freakin' card.
I'm fairly wigged out, here.
However, since I do have the strange ability to find the upside to any situation, I sent the following email to the Good Doctor:
Could you email me my schedule for the day? I haven't decided when I'm going to shower and when I'm going to work out, and if you could send me my schedule in advance it'd really be a huge help.
Now that's a machine I can get behind.