A Bit of New-Agey Humor :o)

This morning while slaving over a sink of dishes I had a troubling thought. Having been on a hot fudge-salty caramel sundae kick lately, it's been my spoons and not my waistline that have become misshapen. Ice cream scoop?, yes, good idea.... I think I had used it one fall to plant bulbs (necessity being the mother of invention & the untimely end to household gadgets) Anywho... I digress... Looking upon my spoons which are bent this way and that from being too impatient to let the ice cream soften before scooping I just know that given my state of health, dinner guests or someone going through my belongings if I were to pass certainly make certain assumptions. "suuure it's from ice cream.". Then I thought of Ol' Uri Geller from days of old. He must have drawers of spoons bent to heck. Suuuure it's a magician-psychic spoon bending trick, poor ol' Geller. We know the real reason his spoons look like that. He must be popular amoung addicts (cooking drug reference) but certainly dreaded by weight staff world wide ("damn...here comes Uri, quick, get the plastic silverware") If you're too young to remember Uri, of simply haven't a clue of the fellow, below is an interesting documentary on the guy. Psychic. Not psychic. Either way the gentleman seems like an empowering soul to chat with over coffee....