Self-fulfilling prophet

Since Psychology 101, my very first class at the U of Toledo, I have been captivated by the term ‘self-fulfilling prophecy’. Though I understand the scientific usage, it always seemed to have so much unfulfilled potential! The fantasy geek in me always wanted to use it in some cool-ass D&D adventure, while the quiescent writer in me wanted to use it in some cool-ass play on words.

Over the years, the geek has matured and the writer has stirred in his caldera domicile, with neither having taken advantage of the phrase. Recently, though, I may have transcended the simple usage of the term. I believe I have become a self-fulfilling prophet in my own right!

Three incidents support my assertion, two for which I have proof!
On Monday night, I watched the Fiesta Bowl between Ohio State and Texas. The Buckeyes had gone ahead with about 2 minutes left in the game. One announcer immediately said they scored TOO quickly. “Nonsense!” was my initial reaction, but before they even kicked it off, I KNEW Texas was going to score! They did. (Honestly, this has happened before with sporting events, particularly the 1997 NHL playoffs when the Red Wings lost the first game of the conference finals at home to the Avalanche. I KNEW they would come back and win that series, and they did.)
On Wednesday evening, we were driving to dinner in the light snow. I had said to Jennifer that I was thinking of calling our park manager to suggest they put salt down on this kind of snow, which created icy conditions when it melted and refroze, which had happened 2-3 times already this season. Someone was bound to wreck and get hurt. While driving HOME from dinner, I was going a little too fast on balding tires while turning into the park. I lost control – literally had NO control – and slid into and over the curb!
On Thursday morning, I wrote an entry that got posted that evening, regarding the winter weather. I said “The only thing absent is a massive snow storm with major accumulations.” Hours later, the 11:00 forecast indicated just that! As I post this on Friday evening, there’s already 3-5 inches on the ground.

What does this all mean? Rationally, nothing. Spiritually, it could be seen as a manifestation of my declaration of intent to be free from the machinations of a malevolent universe.

Yeah, probably nothing.