Are you a dapper Dan man?Long ago, I was told by an old blind man that I would see a cow on the roof of a cotton house. I’m still waiting.
..................so, according to the psychic, this gold colored car weighed on your mind so much that you forgot that you owned it and also forgot you stored it in your Dad's barn?An old girlfriend talked me into going to one of those psychic fairs long time ago. I did a fortune teller just for laughs. The fortune teller kept bringing up something about a gold or similar colored car that was weighing on my mind. I had owned a gold Lincoln when I was about 18 but I had given it away years prior. I had no other memory of any gold cars. About a week later my dad called asking if I was going to get my old Fiero out of his barn. I bought it with a blown engine I was going to rebuild it and resell. Life had gotten in the way and had gotten sidetracked from the project. Completely forgot about it! Yes, it was that gold color they used to have. Got it rebuilt and sold a few weeks later for a nice profit.
FWIW, I think that type stuff shouldn’t be messed with.
Matt
At the time, my daily driver was a red 84 Fiero 4cyl stick. I bought the gold one with a blown V6. I planned to drive the gold one a while after fixing it. A week or two later I got a deal on a late model Corvette that was wrecked. The Vette became my priority for the next few months and completely forgot about the gold Fiero. Out of sight, out of mind! I was really shocked when my dad called about it and I remembered the fortune teller. I used to go through a lot a vehicles back then...................so, according to the psychic, this gold colored car weighed on your mind so much that you forgot that you owned it and also forgot you stored it in your Dad's barn?
You just admitted again that the teller's comment was coincidental. It was NOT on your mind like she said it was.At the time, my daily driver was a red 84 Fiero 4cyl stick. I bought the gold one with a blown V6. I planned to drive the gold one a while after fixing it. A week or two later I got a deal on a late model Corvette that was wrecked. The Vette became my priority for the next few months and completely forgot about the gold Fiero. Out of sight, out of mind! I was really shocked when my dad called about it and I remembered the fortune teller. I used to go through a lot a vehicles back then.
Matt
Absolutely coincidental, but pretty ironic that she picks out a gold car. What are the odds?You just admitted again that the teller's comment was coincidental. It was NOT on your mind like she said it was.
On your mind is "I sense you have finance issues on your mind, dont worry, a windfall will come soon." because at the time you are out of work with no new job in sight. And you could say she was right when your neighbor feels sorry for you and hands you a lottery ticket the following week that ends up hitting the jackpot.
Was it because of the obstacles in your path ?Long ago, I was told by an old blind man that I would see a cow on the roof of a cotton house. I’m still waiting.
What a coincidence. Ive never seen one in Michigan either!Out of curiosity, I checked- sure enough, fortune telling was illegal in Michigan until 1994. I moved to NWI in mid 1995, so it makes sense that I had never seen one in Michigan.
I have been in Michigan all week and haven't seen one.What a coincidence. Ive never seen one in Michigan either!
Of course I have probably spent a grand total of less than 500 hours in the state in my entire life. So there is that. LOL
Wow! You have met some interesting folks for sure. The Wicca one is my favorite.I don't know, she moved out of my life when she divorced my friend. He later moved out of state, so we eventually lost touch with each other as well.
If I were to guess, I would be surprised if they were still together. She was the flighteist person I have ever known, and I have known some odd characters. During that same period another guy I knew had his wife come home and announce that she had become a witch and wanted a divorce so that she could fully devote herself to Wicca.
Also around that time, the brother-in-law of another friend decided to become a woman and did the whole transgender thing back before it was the cool thing to do. He/she wanted to stay married to his wife and be a lesbian couple. She didn't go for it. In a really awkward scene out of a movie, we later ran into him/her at a restaurant. The funny thing was that his/her date was pretty hot, not saying it justified anything, but I wouldn't have predicted that one of the results would be that he/she would end up with a bombshell.
It was a really odd period, but it did give my wife and I perspective as newlyweds. If I was upset, I would always think, well, at least she isn't literally a witch and she could always be happy that I didn't want to be a lesbian.