Last night I met a descendant of a Texas soothsayer, or fortune teller, guyâ€™s name was Mike.
Mike told me of his ability to properly predict some outcomes in peoplesâ€™ lives and asked me if I wound mind if he took a shot at me.
Being the open mind that I am I said sure and I grabbed a cocktail napkin and a pen and off he went.
During the course of my life I will marry twice.
The first wife will be an attractive coworker who was recently divorced. Sheâ€™ll be good looking enough that people will routinely wonder how a dame like that ended up with a bum like me.
We will have one child, a daughter who Mike said Iâ€™d be disappointed with.
We will get married while Iâ€™m in my mid-30s and divorce before I turn 42.
At the age of 42 I will discover something to benefit mankind and from that point out I will be pulling in about $1 million a year.
We will have two children a daughter first who will go onto be a public figure and very successful.
The next child, a son, will go one to serve a career in the military.
I will be happily married until my wife dies in her 60s, probably of cancer.
Death will come for me after the age of 85.
During my life I will stay in journalism but after my wealth I end up giving more than half of my money away. I will be remember as a philanthropist and a socialite.
This is much better then the last time when I got my palm read and the girl said I would die alone and broke.