yea I'd agree that most psychic/astrology shit is complete bullshit. especially when it involves $$$$$: PAYING to have your palm read, BUYING a book on signs, etc. But every once in awhile u do meet some wild people. Like this one time I was riding the train and this old bum sits across from me and starts playing on this plastic flute thingy, they call em recorders i think, and when he's done snappin off he hands it to me and lets me look at it. I notice that it has the name "Clark's" on it, i guess the brand name or somethin. So I hand it back and he looks at it with a smirk on his face and tapping the "Clark's" lable with his finger he looks at me and then points at me and says "Jacket." The jacket i was wearing i had bought off someone at a Clark's restaurant a few weeks prior. maybe not a terribly psychic story, but wierd nontheless. and the night got a lot crazier from there...