Now, I'm used to Google, Amazon, and Facebook picking up on my general thought patterns as a way to display ads when I go surfing the interwebs, but this was a step beyond. Three days ago, when we were watching 1917, I remarked to Janelle about how I was really in the mood for movie popcorn. She wondered (and I just realized that I still haven't checked) if we still had some microwave popcorn sitting in our cupboard. However, I commented that microwave popcorn was not good enough to scratch that itch. A similar conversation came up again briefly yesterday with Rowen as he found some of our old (oh, so old) Boy Scout popcorn and was happily snacking on it.
So, what pops up on my Facebook feed this morning? The Orca Theater (which has been otherwise shuttered) will be selling buckets of movie popcorn this Saturday for a limited time. The timing is not universe-bending in it's coincidence, but it does make me wonder how directly I'm connected to the Matrix. Now, I'm not certain that I'm going to head over there on Saturday and satisfy my urge, but this has made me wonder one question:
What should I wish for next?
So, what pops up on my Facebook feed this morning? The Orca Theater (which has been otherwise shuttered) will be selling buckets of movie popcorn this Saturday for a limited time. The timing is not universe-bending in it's coincidence, but it does make me wonder how directly I'm connected to the Matrix. Now, I'm not certain that I'm going to head over there on Saturday and satisfy my urge, but this has made me wonder one question:
What should I wish for next?
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