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Coincidence? Really?

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When things like the following happen, it's a bit disconcerting to be honest. Just coincidence, oh man, if it is, it's surely one hell of one.

So as some may know, I'm in a catch-22 of finally have a temp job but it doesn't create enough of a paycheck live even as a roommate in LA, and the fellow whose home I've been parked at with my little bedroom trailer, and trading labor for rent is retiring and leaving, so I have to leave. I've considered returning to Idaho, but I hesitate to rent a place even though I could afford one for 4 or 5 months without income, it would wipe me out again, but I could. If however I don't find a job up there in that 2-2.5 months I figured I'd head elsewhere perhaps where jobs were more plentiful but not as expensive to live as LA. Ultimately I don't want to be hooking myself to a rental contract I may have to break. And since it currently looks like I'll be returning late December to January, it'll be too cold for too long to wing it at the truck stop.

To top that off, with the work I do, our company has no projects this upcoming week due to T-day, and my housemate is off to see his girlfriend then his children, so I'll have tons of time to worry and fret and freak, and be all anxious....

Y'know the other night I was remembering being out to dinner with one of my male many friends who started as a hopeful beau. At a fine restaurant, eating fine food, drinking fine wine, and liqueur and coffee with dessert. Haven't seen that gentleman in 9 years, or talked to him him 7-8 years. I was thinkin' how perhaps I should've taken him up on his offer back when my financial collapse became imminent, but he was wealthy and too nice, I just felt it would be taking advantage of him, and I just couldn't. Ahh, but comfort and security back in the day when I owned a profitable biz and things and people were good. I pretty much let everyone off any hook they might have perceived by not calling them, I returned calls but didn't much make them. As you might expect as I was no longer in the area traveling about the West trying to find a place, a job, travel because I'd never before (moved but never traveled), ... anyway people quit calling. Of course, I've pondered my old life many nights when I simply can distract myself no longer and the quiet gives way to melancholy. However, two nights ago was the first time I thought of this man and this moment at the restaurant. I met him right near "the end," so I couldn't honestly even remember his last name.

Now wouldn't it be nice if that sweet, wealthy generous man happened to call my old number which I still keep active on a free phone service whereas my LA number is on the paid and reliable service, and I could sort of set of similar to what I have here where I do labor (no sex) for rent,... y'know stuff men of my age want done, but won't do. Truth, absolute truth, I was not thinking that when I thought of him the other night, I was just remembering how I didn't appreciate what I had when I had it, not him, but the whole life that night epitomized. But lo and BEHOLD....

He just called. After 7-8 years he decided he wanted to know if I was still alive and kicking. And of course, being the chatty Kathy I am, I rattled on about my dilemma and..... He has a warm room with a private bath ready whenever I leave here. Now is that magic? coincidence? or is y'all's god shining some goodness on a god-hater? 'Cause I got to tell you, I may actually be able to relax and enjoy a week off instead of being all tied in knots and worry.

A little unnerving (in a good way) when things like this happen. Is it ESP, did I send out a SOS to him I was unaware of? Can coincidence truly be this well timed? I don't believe in god, or luck, or magic,... but it has something besides coincidence.
 
When things like the following happen, it's a bit disconcerting to be honest. Just coincidence, oh man, if it is, it's surely one hell of one.

So as some may know, I'm in a catch-22 of finally have a temp job but it doesn't create enough of a paycheck live even as a roommate in LA, and the fellow whose home I've been parked at with my little bedroom trailer, and trading labor for rent is retiring and leaving, so I have to leave. I've considered returning to Idaho, but I hesitate to rent a place even though I could afford one for 4 or 5 months without income, it would wipe me out again, but I could. If however I don't find a job up there in that 2-2.5 months I figured I'd head elsewhere perhaps where jobs were more plentiful but not as expensive to live as LA. Ultimately I don't want to be hooking myself to a rental contract I may have to break. And since it currently looks like I'll be returning late December to January, it'll be too cold for too long to wing it at the truck stop.

To top that off, with the work I do, our company has no projects this upcoming week due to T-day, and my housemate is off to see his girlfriend then his children, so I'll have tons of time to worry and fret and freak, and be all anxious....

Y'know the other night I was remembering being out to dinner with one of my male many friends who started as a hopeful beau. At a fine restaurant, eating fine food, drinking fine wine, and liqueur and coffee with dessert. Haven't seen that gentleman in 9 years, or talked to him him 7-8 years. I was thinkin' how perhaps I should've taken him up on his offer back when my financial collapse became imminent, but he was wealthy and too nice, I just felt it would be taking advantage of him, and I just couldn't. Ahh, but comfort and security back in the day when I owned a profitable biz and things and people were good. I pretty much let everyone off any hook they might have perceived by not calling them, I returned calls but didn't much make them. As you might expect as I was no longer in the area traveling about the West trying to find a place, a job, travel because I'd never before (moved but never traveled), ... anyway people quit calling. Of course, I've pondered my old life many nights when I simply can distract myself no longer and the quiet gives way to melancholy. However, two nights ago was the first time I thought of this man and this moment at the restaurant. I met him right near "the end," so I couldn't honestly even remember his last name.

Now wouldn't it be nice if that sweet, wealthy generous man happened to call my old number which I still keep active on a free phone service whereas my LA number is on the paid and reliable service, and I could sort of set of similar to what I have here where I do labor (no sex) for rent,... y'know stuff men of my age want done, but won't do. Truth, absolute truth, I was not thinking that when I thought of him the other night, I was just remembering how I didn't appreciate what I had when I had it, not him, but the whole life that night epitomized. But lo and BEHOLD....

He just called. After 7-8 years he decided he wanted to know if I was still alive and kicking. And of course, being the chatty Kathy I am, I rattled on about my dilemma and..... He has a warm room with a private bath ready whenever I leave here. Now is that magic? coincidence? or is y'all's god shining some goodness on a god-hater? 'Cause I got to tell you, I may actually be able to relax and enjoy a week off instead of being all tied in knots and worry.

A little unnerving (in a good way) when things like this happen. Is it ESP, did I send out a SOS to him I was unaware of? Can coincidence truly be this well timed? I don't believe in god, or luck, or magic,... but it has something besides coincidence.

I'll go with the ESP, but you better put some booty on this guy and deduce if it has reciprocal benefits, both physically and mentally. Count your blessings even if they are just a benevolent wind.
 
When things like the following happen, it's a bit disconcerting to be honest. Just coincidence, oh man, if it is, it's surely one hell of one.

So as some may know, I'm in a catch-22 of finally have a temp job but it doesn't create enough of a paycheck live even as a roommate in LA, and the fellow whose home I've been parked at with my little bedroom trailer, and trading labor for rent is retiring and leaving, so I have to leave. I've considered returning to Idaho, but I hesitate to rent a place even though I could afford one for 4 or 5 months without income, it would wipe me out again, but I could. If however I don't find a job up there in that 2-2.5 months I figured I'd head elsewhere perhaps where jobs were more plentiful but not as expensive to live as LA. Ultimately I don't want to be hooking myself to a rental contract I may have to break. And since it currently looks like I'll be returning late December to January, it'll be too cold for too long to wing it at the truck stop.

To top that off, with the work I do, our company has no projects this upcoming week due to T-day, and my housemate is off to see his girlfriend then his children, so I'll have tons of time to worry and fret and freak, and be all anxious....

Y'know the other night I was remembering being out to dinner with one of my male many friends who started as a hopeful beau. At a fine restaurant, eating fine food, drinking fine wine, and liqueur and coffee with dessert. Haven't seen that gentleman in 9 years, or talked to him him 7-8 years. I was thinkin' how perhaps I should've taken him up on his offer back when my financial collapse became imminent, but he was wealthy and too nice, I just felt it would be taking advantage of him, and I just couldn't. Ahh, but comfort and security back in the day when I owned a profitable biz and things and people were good. I pretty much let everyone off any hook they might have perceived by not calling them, I returned calls but didn't much make them. As you might expect as I was no longer in the area traveling about the West trying to find a place, a job, travel because I'd never before (moved but never traveled), ... anyway people quit calling. Of course, I've pondered my old life many nights when I simply can distract myself no longer and the quiet gives way to melancholy. However, two nights ago was the first time I thought of this man and this moment at the restaurant. I met him right near "the end," so I couldn't honestly even remember his last name.

Now wouldn't it be nice if that sweet, wealthy generous man happened to call my old number which I still keep active on a free phone service whereas my LA number is on the paid and reliable service, and I could sort of set of similar to what I have here where I do labor (no sex) for rent,... y'know stuff men of my age want done, but won't do. Truth, absolute truth, I was not thinking that when I thought of him the other night, I was just remembering how I didn't appreciate what I had when I had it, not him, but the whole life that night epitomized. But lo and BEHOLD....

He just called. After 7-8 years he decided he wanted to know if I was still alive and kicking. And of course, being the chatty Kathy I am, I rattled on about my dilemma and..... He has a warm room with a private bath ready whenever I leave here. Now is that magic? coincidence? or is y'all's god shining some goodness on a god-hater? 'Cause I got to tell you, I may actually be able to relax and enjoy a week off instead of being all tied in knots and worry.

A little unnerving (in a good way) when things like this happen. Is it ESP, did I send out a SOS to him I was unaware of? Can coincidence truly be this well timed? I don't believe in god, or luck, or magic,... but it has something besides coincidence.

Whether you call it God or a nice turn of fortune, i hope everything works out for you.

You seem like a good and thoughtful person who needs a little help at the moment.

Financially, you just keep punching the bag and it eventually it comes out right for you.

Hang in there and maintain hope. Opportunity waits outside your door for you to open it and let him in.
 
I'll go with the ESP, but you better put some booty on this guy and deduce if it has reciprocal benefits, both physically and mentally. Count your blessings even if they are just a benevolent wind.

No, no, no booty. Not happenin'. Cookin', cleanin', gardenin', no problem, but no booty. ... he and I already passed the stage of trying to be a FWB type of friend.
 
No, no, no booty. Not happenin'. Cookin', cleanin', gardenin', no problem, but no booty. ... he and I already passed the stage of trying to be a FWB type of friend.

Enjoy what you have,.. and be happy. No worries.
 
You can try a website called fiver to raise a little money for yourself.
 
When things like the following happen, it's a bit disconcerting to be honest. Just coincidence, oh man, if it is, it's surely one hell of one.

So as some may know, I'm in a catch-22 of finally have a temp job but it doesn't create enough of a paycheck live even as a roommate in LA, and the fellow whose home I've been parked at with my little bedroom trailer, and trading labor for rent is retiring and leaving, so I have to leave. I've considered returning to Idaho, but I hesitate to rent a place even though I could afford one for 4 or 5 months without income, it would wipe me out again, but I could. If however I don't find a job up there in that 2-2.5 months I figured I'd head elsewhere perhaps where jobs were more plentiful but not as expensive to live as LA. Ultimately I don't want to be hooking myself to a rental contract I may have to break. And since it currently looks like I'll be returning late December to January, it'll be too cold for too long to wing it at the truck stop.

To top that off, with the work I do, our company has no projects this upcoming week due to T-day, and my housemate is off to see his girlfriend then his children, so I'll have tons of time to worry and fret and freak, and be all anxious....

Y'know the other night I was remembering being out to dinner with one of my male many friends who started as a hopeful beau. At a fine restaurant, eating fine food, drinking fine wine, and liqueur and coffee with dessert. Haven't seen that gentleman in 9 years, or talked to him him 7-8 years. I was thinkin' how perhaps I should've taken him up on his offer back when my financial collapse became imminent, but he was wealthy and too nice, I just felt it would be taking advantage of him, and I just couldn't. Ahh, but comfort and security back in the day when I owned a profitable biz and things and people were good. I pretty much let everyone off any hook they might have perceived by not calling them, I returned calls but didn't much make them. As you might expect as I was no longer in the area traveling about the West trying to find a place, a job, travel because I'd never before (moved but never traveled), ... anyway people quit calling. Of course, I've pondered my old life many nights when I simply can distract myself no longer and the quiet gives way to melancholy. However, two nights ago was the first time I thought of this man and this moment at the restaurant. I met him right near "the end," so I couldn't honestly even remember his last name.

Now wouldn't it be nice if that sweet, wealthy generous man happened to call my old number which I still keep active on a free phone service whereas my LA number is on the paid and reliable service, and I could sort of set of similar to what I have here where I do labor (no sex) for rent,... y'know stuff men of my age want done, but won't do. Truth, absolute truth, I was not thinking that when I thought of him the other night, I was just remembering how I didn't appreciate what I had when I had it, not him, but the whole life that night epitomized. But lo and BEHOLD....

He just called. After 7-8 years he decided he wanted to know if I was still alive and kicking. And of course, being the chatty Kathy I am, I rattled on about my dilemma and..... He has a warm room with a private bath ready whenever I leave here. Now is that magic? coincidence? or is y'all's god shining some goodness on a god-hater? 'Cause I got to tell you, I may actually be able to relax and enjoy a week off instead of being all tied in knots and worry.

A little unnerving (in a good way) when things like this happen. Is it ESP, did I send out a SOS to him I was unaware of? Can coincidence truly be this well timed? I don't believe in god, or luck, or magic,... but it has something besides coincidence.

1, Go fo it. Take what you can from life as long as it does not hurt others.

2, Good luck.

3, This single idea of marrage being about romantic love and that's it is a very recent idea. For almost all of human history it was far more a business arrangement. He seems to want you. You want him as a friend. I'm not saying you have to be the FWB or money graber or anything but I am saying it's not a bad thing to be with the man not totally because you are in a head over heals romantic comedy. It is OK to find wealth attractive. Just like it is OK to find muscle men attractive.

4, What skills do you have? Maybe I might have an idea... 10% maybe?

5, Good luck, again.;)
 
1, Go fo it. Take what you can from life as long as it does not hurt others.

2, Good luck.

3, This single idea of marrage being about romantic love and that's it is a very recent idea. For almost all of human history it was far more a business arrangement. He seems to want you. You want him as a friend. I'm not saying you have to be the FWB or money graber or anything but I am saying it's not a bad thing to be with the man not totally because you are in a head over heals romantic comedy. It is OK to find wealth attractive. Just like it is OK to find muscle men attractive.

4, What skills do you have? Maybe I might have an idea... 10% maybe?

5, Good luck, again.;)

1. I do plan to.
2. Thank you.
3. I don't feel love, not even for my children, and yet I've been married twice, so clearly not concerned about romance. I just don't use sex as payment of any kind.
4. I am one of the most widely skilled women around, including design, build, and/or remodeling, plus all the arts and crafts of our grandmothers (knitting, seamstress including jeans, bread making by hand, etc etc, hence why Mormon women in my hood thought if only I could embrace their religion I'd make a great Mormon wife), plus masseuse, plus great cook, plus Good Housekeeping type of home cleaner/tender, avid gardener, pretty good homeopath (not bottled bs, but herbs grown in aforementioned gardening).... no shortage of skills to offer up as payment rather than sex, and those are just the non-business skills.
5. Thank you, again.
 
1. I do plan to.
2. Thank you.
3. I don't feel love, not even for my children, and yet I've been married twice, so clearly not concerned about romance. I just don't use sex as payment of any kind.
4. I am one of the most widely skilled women around, including design, build, and/or remodeling, plus all the arts and crafts of our grandmothers (knitting, seamstress including jeans, bread making by hand, etc etc, hence why Mormon women in my hood thought if only I could embrace their religion I'd make a great Mormon wife), plus masseuse, plus great cook, plus Good Housekeeping type of home cleaner/tender, avid gardener, pretty good homeopath (not bottled bs, but herbs grown in aforementioned gardening).... no shortage of skills to offer up as payment rather than sex, and those are just the non-business skills.
5. Thank you, again.

I was thinking of the work skills but just as an idea;

There are loads of utube video channels about cooking.

I don't know how many are from a living on almost no money perspective but....

You are articulate, wise and probably funny. It might just work. Some of them get lots of money from advertising etc.
 
I was thinking of the work skills but just as an idea;

There are loads of utube video channels about cooking.

I don't know how many are from a living on almost no money perspective but....

You are articulate, wise and probably funny. It might just work. Some of them get lots of money from advertising etc.

Oh, I see where you were headed. It's not a lack of skills that's the issue with employment. It's that my main usable profession is accounting, however as the decades have passed from when I first started back in the 70's, people no longer have integrity when it comes to their books. The last four companies I tried to be an accountant for all "required" that I lie in reports either to stockholders or IRS/State Tax Commission, or both. Since it's my name on the dotted line and since people like Ken Lay like to claim lack of knowledge and blame the accountants.... I refuse to put my name on those reports with bogus numbers. So not going to happen. Seems there's just no honesty in businesses anymore.
 
Oh, I see where you were headed. It's not a lack of skills that's the issue with employment. It's that my main usable profession is accounting, however as the decades have passed from when I first started back in the 70's, people no longer have integrity when it comes to their books. The last four companies I tried to be an accountant for all "required" that I lie in reports either to stockholders or IRS/State Tax Commission, or both. Since it's my name on the dotted line and since people like Ken Lay like to claim lack of knowledge and blame the accountants.... I refuse to put my name on those reports with bogus numbers. So not going to happen. Seems there's just no honesty in businesses anymore.

It might be my wrong impression but accountants seem to get paid lots.

If you put you details on the local forums and stuff you might find that by saying what you just did and making it plain that you will not be engaging in fraud you will get work coming in. There are those who want an honest audit.

If you have not got a web site make one your self. Even I have managed that in my time. The difficult part is finding one which has the option of a blank web page you can actually make your own.
 
It might be my wrong impression but accountants seem to get paid lots.

If you put you details on the local forums and stuff you might find that by saying what you just did and making it plain that you will not be engaging in fraud you will get work coming in. There are those who want an honest audit.

If you have not got a web site make one your self. Even I have managed that in my time. The difficult part is finding one which has the option of a blank web page you can actually make your own.

I've designed many websites and have one now for what I had hoped to be doing, but unfortunately timing has not been my friend. Everytime I get enough money in the bank to do some decent advertising, something like this need to leave occurs, or I get laid off and decide I should keep that cash in the bank to live on til the next job which last time took 1.5 years to find and the one prior to that took 3 years to find. And no, these days with companies like Quickbooks hiring Indian telecoms to telecommute the bookkeeping for people online, unless you're a CPA, and even some of those, wages for accountants are way way down. I was actually paid more in 1982 than I was for the same job at a different company in 2008. 1982 I was paid $40K, in 2008 $21K.
 
I've designed many websites and have one now for what I had hoped to be doing, but unfortunately timing has not been my friend. Everytime I get enough money in the bank to do some decent advertising, something like this need to leave occurs, or I get laid off and decide I should keep that cash in the bank to live on til the next job which last time took 1.5 years to find and the one prior to that took 3 years to find. And no, these days with companies like Quickbooks hiring Indian telecoms to telecommute the bookkeeping for people online, unless you're a CPA, and even some of those, wages for accountants are way way down. I was actually paid more in 1982 than I was for the same job at a different company in 2008. 1982 I was paid $40K, in 2008 $21K.

If it's any help there are plenty of free web site things.

Good luck.
 
When things like the following happen, it's a bit disconcerting to be honest. Just coincidence, oh man, if it is, it's surely one hell of one.

So as some may know, I'm in a catch-22 of finally have a temp job but it doesn't create enough of a paycheck live even as a roommate in LA, and the fellow whose home I've been parked at with my little bedroom trailer, and trading labor for rent is retiring and leaving, so I have to leave. I've considered returning to Idaho, but I hesitate to rent a place even though I could afford one for 4 or 5 months without income, it would wipe me out again, but I could. If however I don't find a job up there in that 2-2.5 months I figured I'd head elsewhere perhaps where jobs were more plentiful but not as expensive to live as LA. Ultimately I don't want to be hooking myself to a rental contract I may have to break. And since it currently looks like I'll be returning late December to January, it'll be too cold for too long to wing it at the truck stop.

To top that off, with the work I do, our company has no projects this upcoming week due to T-day, and my housemate is off to see his girlfriend then his children, so I'll have tons of time to worry and fret and freak, and be all anxious....

Y'know the other night I was remembering being out to dinner with one of my male many friends who started as a hopeful beau. At a fine restaurant, eating fine food, drinking fine wine, and liqueur and coffee with dessert. Haven't seen that gentleman in 9 years, or talked to him him 7-8 years. I was thinkin' how perhaps I should've taken him up on his offer back when my financial collapse became imminent, but he was wealthy and too nice, I just felt it would be taking advantage of him, and I just couldn't. Ahh, but comfort and security back in the day when I owned a profitable biz and things and people were good. I pretty much let everyone off any hook they might have perceived by not calling them, I returned calls but didn't much make them. As you might expect as I was no longer in the area traveling about the West trying to find a place, a job, travel because I'd never before (moved but never traveled), ... anyway people quit calling. Of course, I've pondered my old life many nights when I simply can distract myself no longer and the quiet gives way to melancholy. However, two nights ago was the first time I thought of this man and this moment at the restaurant. I met him right near "the end," so I couldn't honestly even remember his last name.

Now wouldn't it be nice if that sweet, wealthy generous man happened to call my old number which I still keep active on a free phone service whereas my LA number is on the paid and reliable service, and I could sort of set of similar to what I have here where I do labor (no sex) for rent,... y'know stuff men of my age want done, but won't do. Truth, absolute truth, I was not thinking that when I thought of him the other night, I was just remembering how I didn't appreciate what I had when I had it, not him, but the whole life that night epitomized. But lo and BEHOLD....

He just called. After 7-8 years he decided he wanted to know if I was still alive and kicking. And of course, being the chatty Kathy I am, I rattled on about my dilemma and..... He has a warm room with a private bath ready whenever I leave here. Now is that magic? coincidence? or is y'all's god shining some goodness on a god-hater? 'Cause I got to tell you, I may actually be able to relax and enjoy a week off instead of being all tied in knots and worry.

A little unnerving (in a good way) when things like this happen. Is it ESP, did I send out a SOS to him I was unaware of? Can coincidence truly be this well timed? I don't believe in god, or luck, or magic,... but it has something besides coincidence.


God will intervene in your affairs whether you believe in Him or not, if He wants to. He'd have His own reason for doing so.
Just from a Christian perspective.
 
No, no, no booty. Not happenin'. Cookin', cleanin', gardenin', no problem, but no booty. ... he and I already passed the stage of trying to be a FWB type of friend.

Hopefully he feels the same way.
 
I certainly believe it is coincidence. On a planet of around 7 billion people, even 1-in-a-million-chance events happen thousands of times a day.

But good fortune is good fortune. I hope it works out. :)
 
A little unnerving (in a good way) when things like this happen. Is it ESP, did I send out a SOS to him I was unaware of? Can coincidence truly be this well timed? I don't believe in god, or luck, or magic,... but it has something besides coincidence.

One day, I was sitting at home. You know, just sorta relaxing and doing household sorts of things. I started to get this horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach, you know the feeling when it just feels like something is off, something is wrong. I tried hard to ignore it, but I couldn't shake it. About 40 minutes or so later, the phone rang. Nobody calls my phone, I text and that's about it. I just started feeling really bad and apprehensive. So I answered the phone, and it was my old university wanting donations, nothing bad had happened.

Heheh. It's a variant on a story Feynman liked to tell. Essentially, it speaks to how our brains assign significance. The human brain loves patterns, loves them. We'll even find patterns where there are no patterns. We make faces out of noise in a photo or video, things of that nature. The brain is great at coincidence, remembering it and assigning significance to it. It's terrible at anti-coincidence. All the times we had a thought or a feeling that didn't pan out. So we start to see "patterns" of "oh I felt this way and then X happened, so it must have been significant". The truth is, no, it was in fact coincidence, and so it is here.

But it's a good coincidence, and one that should help out in your present situation, so huzzah on the front. It's good news.
 
You can try a website called fiver to raise a little money for yourself.

I'm pretty horrible about accepting charity in a form where labor won't cover it. For example here, I don't pay rent, but I do lots of chores he needs done but doesn't do. Cash charity, I'm resistant, but thanks for the thought.
 
One day, I was sitting at home. You know, just sorta relaxing and doing household sorts of things. I started to get this horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach, you know the feeling when it just feels like something is off, something is wrong. I tried hard to ignore it, but I couldn't shake it. About 40 minutes or so later, the phone rang. Nobody calls my phone, I text and that's about it. I just started feeling really bad and apprehensive. So I answered the phone, and it was my old university wanting donations, nothing bad had happened.

Heheh. It's a variant on a story Feynman liked to tell. Essentially, it speaks to how our brains assign significance. The human brain loves patterns, loves them. We'll even find patterns where there are no patterns. We make faces out of noise in a photo or video, things of that nature. The brain is great at coincidence, remembering it and assigning significance to it. It's terrible at anti-coincidence. All the times we had a thought or a feeling that didn't pan out. So we start to see "patterns" of "oh I felt this way and then X happened, so it must have been significant". The truth is, no, it was in fact coincidence, and so it is here.

But it's a good coincidence, and one that should help out in your present situation, so huzzah on the front. It's good news.

Ah, fair enough, but I have to say, I used to have such feelings and they were "accurate" enough that on one particular day, my son stayed home instead of going to a friend's simply because I had a bad feeling and told him that was the reason he had to stay home. No arguement from him, good thing he did stay home because his friends had planned to go to the foothills and blow off a few fireworks. Well they caught the foothills above Boise on fire and their parents had to pay out the youknowhat for the damage as well as the services of the fire department and forestry service who brought in their planes to drop retardant. So yeah, I can see your point, and I can see that sometimes, some people seem to have a connection to something which I imagine will be explained scientifically some day.
 
Ah, fair enough, but I have to say, I used to have such feelings and they were "accurate" enough that on one particular day, my son stayed home instead of going to a friend's simply because I had a bad feeling and told him that was the reason he had to stay home. No arguement from him, good thing he did stay home because his friends had planned to go to the foothills and blow off a few fireworks. Well they caught the foothills above Boise on fire and their parents had to pay out the youknowhat for the damage as well as the services of the fire department and forestry service who brought in their planes to drop retardant. So yeah, I can see your point, and I can see that sometimes, some people seem to have a connection to something which I imagine will be explained scientifically some day.

Well that's quite the coincidence too. As stated, you'll never remember all the times you had bad feelings and nothing panned out. It's not how the brain works.
 
Well that's quite the coincidence too. As stated, you'll never remember all the times you had bad feelings and nothing panned out. It's not how the brain works.

True enough, I'm more likely going to remember all the times I had good feelings and they didn't pan out. Those I remember well. ;)
 
True enough, I'm more likely going to remember all the times I had good feelings and they didn't pan out. Those I remember well. ;)

Yes, disappointment follows us all, heheh
 
I'm pretty horrible about accepting charity in a form where labor won't cover it. For example here, I don't pay rent, but I do lots of chores he needs done but doesn't do. Cash charity, I'm resistant, but thanks for the thought.

It's not a charity site. Essentially put, you offer a service, the website will charge only five dollars for it, but take one for themselves while you get the rest. Theya re also called gigs.

for instance, if you have graphic arts design, you could draw a picture for somebody.
 
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