Mindblogging

I was stuck in traffic during this afternoon’s commute, so I thought I’d give a call to Kelly and let her know I would be running late. As I dialed the phone I decided to try to visualize what we were having for dinner. At no point during our call did either one of us ever mention dinner.

Soon the taste of Mexican food filled my imagination. I could taste the beans and meat to the point that my mouth began to water.

When I arrived home, I was quite happy to see I was correct! Much to my delight, Kelly was busy making soft tacos.

I need to try more of these psychic games. I bet I’ll get better at them the more I do.

Looks like another case of mindreading took place at home yesterday, this time between me and my son, Travis. It was lunchtime and we were both in the kitchen. Travis was at the table with his back to me, playing with his Legos. I was puttering around the kitchen, lazily putting my lunch together.

As a switch from my usual drink, I poured myself a glass of milk. As I did, I thought about the milk in the coffee machine at my office. I get a latte from that machine each morning and I was thinking about a comment a coworker had once made to me that the milk in the machine was not skim milk, but 2% milk instead.

I turned around to pour the milk when Travis confidently announced “Daddy, that’s skim milk.”
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