Wednesday, October 12, 2011

The Force is Strong with Me.

I'm not very certain anyone comes to this spot on the web much anymore, what, with all of the other more worthy distractions out there, but I felt like I needed to come here today, if only to share this tidbit to the couple of avid Google Reader checkers out there dying to know whatever tends to land here.

I left my hooded sweatshirt in my friend’s car after lunch yesterday. Since he works a couple floors up, he told me to run out to his minivan (no laughing) and he’d open it for me from there. As I arrived, he opened it, just as he said he would: the whole side door opened up by itself. I stood next to his car and pretended I was opening it with The Force, quickly grabbed my sweatshirt, then proceeding to close it with The Force. Somebody pulled up near the car while it was all happening. 

I didn't stick around to see the looks on their amazed faces, but I’m pretty sure they thought I was magic.

1 comment:

Bonnie said...

I visit often. Thanks for the laugh!