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Behold: the power of the Internet; all bow down to the Mighty Infallible Internet!


While scoffing down my rotisserie turkey breast dinner, Dad interjects with, "I am going to live until age 87". Really? Was it a phone call from a higher power? Did aliens visit him in his sleep last night? Did Kim Jong Il share with him his plans to nuke the planet? Nope, he filled out a survey online.

Compare Dad's life timeline survey with my most recent proclaiming I am a wussy-man. Whose is more realistic. Ok, don't ask that. Also coming to mind is Reagan's 8-year-old excitement over, "You've just won a free laptop". But I digress.

He believes this is pretty accurate, according to him, his wife will live until 91. What about random acts like car accidents and avalanches? How about being lost at sea or mistakenly driving RV off cliff into grand canyon (Bobby!? Cindy!?). (both of which I have running bets are going to happen in 2009 and 2010 respectively)...

Most things I read on the internet I take with a grain of salt. Even news. Who knows who is putting this stuff out there and with a simple click it is all retracted.

I've got to go, I have some free smily emoticons to claim and a lottery in Belguim I may have won... And I may have just won a free ipod. Sweet.

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