More than a bird, more than a plane...

I was poking around on my computer last night and I decided to watch an episode of Comedy Central's "Drawn Together." It was the episode where Captain Hero was sad all the time because he never knew his mother and father. He later finds out that they sent him to Earth because he was fated to be the lamest superhero ever. In the episode, he sings Five For Fighting's "heart-wrenching power ballad," Superman (It's Not Easy).

When I got dressed to go to the gym, I reached for the first shirt in my closet and it happened to be my Superman tank top. Hmmmmmm!

After my workout, I went to Subway to get a yummy sandwich and the Five For Fighting song started to play over the radio. Hmmmmmm!

A friend called me to tell me that she wanted to see the movie "Hollywoodland." It's a movie about the death of George Reeves, the original Superman. Hmmmmmm!

I've never believed in coincidences, especially after watching that episode of Star Trek: TNG when Data kept encountering the number 3 and it turned out to be a message that he sent to himself to help the Enterprise escape the temporal causality loop. I kid around with my friend Joe because he keeps encountering the number 1209 and it makes him crazy. I think that things happen for a reason, so I need to examine why Superman keeps coming up in my life.

Could it be that I'll be learning how to fly soon? My first attempt at flight was at age 2, when I jumped off the roof trying to fly like Superman. That lovely experience landed me in the emergency room and I ended up with a big scar on the back of my head.

Could it be that I'll travel faster than a speeding bullet? Some bullets travel at a speed of about 1500 mph. That's about Mach 2, so that means that I should be on a supersonic jet in the near future.

Stupid theories, I know. I need to believe in crazy and far-out things in a world where our president claims to have read sixty books in one summer while I only read two.