how to control the universe with your brain.

the last two days have been incredibly strange.

yesterday, i went to a campaign finance training in arapahoe.  i learned a few things i didn’t already know about the finance laws in this state, most of it was rehash, but i’m glad i went.

when i came home, i worked until around 7. then, noticing i was out of smokes,  i proceeded to the corner store for some more.

my old friend steve, from college, facebook-ed me a few weeks ago, letting me know he was moving to boulder for a position with a crazy huge ad firm here.

i somehow convinced H to come for a short walk with me. on the way there, brad was on his bike already on his way to our house to see if we wanted to go to dave’s soccer game with him.  well, he was really inviting jessi, but she’s in texas with her mom and sister, so he asked us.  we politely declined, and he kept going along side us to the intersection where the store was.  as i was crossing the street, i noticed two kids coming toward us.  one was about my size, and had a big white t shirt on that said:

.if he only knew where this would end up.

the other kid was steve.  no shit.  that morning he had sent me another message asking what i was up to for the 4th, and a few hours later, just like that, he was crossing the damn street a block away from my house.  his friend also needed more smokes, which is why they were at the corner store.  bizarre.

this morning, my cat wanted out in a real way.

can i haz outside pwease?

she’s good, so we let her pounce around in the backyard when it’s light outside, and she knows where the food is, so she always comes back pretty quickly.  i opened up my window and she lept out of it, like she does.  about an hour had gone by, and no tika, no kitty.  so i got dressed and prepared to go searching, and the second i snapped my watch on, the last thing i do before i leave, i heard the unmistakable “meow” of tika.

then, as i was making my bed, thinking about a certain slovakian girl who is currently in washington dc, my phone rang, and it was her.

that pretty much sums it all up right there.

i’ve heard of all these things, called “the secret” and such, about just “putting your wants out into the universe, and if you want it bad enough, it will come to you”.  i’ll admit all of these things were borderline freaky, but that’s just it, borderline.  i think telling people that all they have to do is want something bad enough and it will be theirs is extremely dangerous.  it’s the lotto ticket theory of wealth creation versus the bust-your-ass-until-it-falls-off-and-you-can-afford-to-get-it-re-attached-and-then-bust-it-again theory of success.  i like the latter, better, even though the former seems easier.

but sometimes it happens.  sometimes i’ll just be sitting there, thinking about a person or a thing, and some news will be delivered to me relating to that which i was just considering.  maybe it’s a function of our superconnected world:  maybe it’s just that there are so many ways to contact each other that when an event or person is playing a large part in your life, the probability of you knowing something new about it while thinking about it is just, way higher now.

Edit: “embedding disabled by request” ruins everything, if you really care,

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PjKCrOWNarg

there it is.

fast forward to 8:40, this pretty much sums up what i’ve been trying to say here, and if you’ve never seen studio 60, i suggest you watch it, it’s all on hulu now.

H calls it synchronicity.

I call it coincidence.

J calls it bullshit.

K calls the shots.

L calls me about once a year.