The first day back from Montreal (a little over a week ago), Darlene asked what I wanted for supper. I thought about it for a few seconds and answered "Swiss Chalet". She asked what I would probably get to eat and I said 'ribs'. She said she planted that whole thing in my mind by silently screaming "Swiss Chalet ribs!".
The next day, while we were out shopping, I mentioned that maybe we should get an early supper at White Spot. She said she had just been thinking the same thing only a minute before I said it.
Oh yeah............ This is all very cool and stuff but I have come to the realization that my thoughts are no longer my own and my free will is mostly an illusion.