coincidence

In 1898 a struggling author named Morgan Robertson concocted a novel about a fabulous Atlantic liner, far larger than any that had ever been built. Robertson loaded his ship with rich and complacent people and then wrecked it one cold April night on an icebert. This somehow showed the futility...

I've always been fascinated with the Titantic..and still view the tragedy with sadness...if you've ever read "A Night to Remember" you will recall the forward..everytime i re read that forward, i'm struck anew by the coincidence...i shall share the forward with you.. "In 1898 a struggling...

Ok this is strange... I installed virtual villagers today and guess what... two of the first villagers just happen to be called Meka and Papi... I was freaked out :shock:

I was on the train and asked a young woman to let me tickle her in my own way.. and she replied to me this... You are Journia aren't you? I replied, What? What are you saying? Whoare you? Someone in here met me........I don't know who it is....but I am going to find out!!!!