Dinner a la Carte

So this is a story, just a story, about how maybe if you read the entrails right in your supper, you can accurately predict the end of the world. I wrote this article in 2010-11 and published it in my local newspaper and it fell flat amongst the red necked literatti of my town but...and it's a really big but...the dates I used were the same dates that I was 1.winning my daughter back in her third abduction case to go unrecognized by Alberta's court of queen bench for ten full years of institutionalized and systemic abuse of the system by the workers in the system...and two, my I'll fated marriage and they are the same date depending on the calendar you use, as well as Ramadan, and I wrote it five years before the events of those days came crashing home and destroyed my world in their entirety. So I predicted the hell out of that one I reckon.