Ask anyone. I am a firm believer that horoscopes are silly. I do not believe any of that zodiac crap. I do enjoy, as much as anyone, reading them and going "wow, that wonderfully vague thing applies to exactly what's happening to me today."
I get tickled at my friends (yes, this could be you) who put a lot of stock into people's signs. "Ooooh, he's a pisces, stay away from him…"
I like the way that some people (yes, this could be you, again) believe that the horoscope explains everything about a person, like there's no free will or anything. Your whole life, who you love, where you live, what you eat, is all determined by the date and time that you were born.
So, having said that I think that's all silly, let's move into my favorite predictor of life: The Fortune Cookie.
The last three fortunes from cookies that I've eaten have been very prophetic. I know, because I've been carrying them around in my pocket, like they mean something.
Fortune Cookie #1:
Your vibrant personality inspires others, stay that way
My vibrant personality. Check. That's me. yay! Even the cookie recognizes it. All kidding aside, it says I'm doing things right, and to hang in there. I got this cookie at a meal about 3 weeks ago, at a place that doesn't normally include fortune cookies. I guess they were trying something new.
My cookie said "stay the course". OK, I'm staying the course.
Fortune Cookie #2:
It's not the plan that's important, it's the planning.
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Isolating yourself from others will not prevent you from being hurt.
Three weeks ago the cookie spoke to my keeping with The Plan. Last night the cookie told me that it didn't matter whether The Plan works, but making The Plan is what it's all about. And it told me not to retreat into my shell.
Yes, I knew it was important because one cookie had two fortunes. That almost never happens. When it does, it's like when my friend who looks like Bruce Willis hits himself in the head with a hammer: it always seems to happen right around significant change.
Funny, who do you know besides me that would pay attention to the number of fortunes in their fortune cookie and use that as a predictor for their life?
ANYWAY, even though we didn't date for 18 months, the two headed fortune cookie showed up at dinner the night that I decided to give up. So we're not dating any more. According to him we never were anyway, so I don't guess it's a big deal.
The other big life predictor that I like to use is music. Although I think that music only feels like a predictor when it's really more of a projector. Like the difference in tunes playing when Jack rushed to Ennis' side and then when he left and went home, I believe that we notice tunes that fit our mood and ignore the ones that don't.
But sometimes, a predictor of life steps thru and it's really not just a filter or something we mold to what we want to believe. The best example of that was the time K101 in Houston (the heavy metal rock station in high school) played the song "Move On" by ABBA at a really critical moment in my life. That was divine intervention.
The predictor of this week is a new single released by Clan of Xymox. The single is "Weak in the Knees", and I'm not sure that the lyrics are as important as the music. It is very agressive and has me listening to it over and over.
I think that's a good thing.
