I get freaked thinking about how little incidental things can reshape your life.
For example:
If I had not stoped and picked up a Time Magazine issue back in 1984 at the newstand on Van Nuys Blvd. at 2 AM I would not have seen a small article talking about a new telecom service called 976 numbers and I would have not gotten into pay-per-call when I did.
Then I would not have ended up getting inot the 900 biz.
If I not gotten into the 900 biz then I would not have done a business deal with the owner of Chippendales to do their Romance Fantasy Line.
Then I would not have met a girl I dated who was working there who ended up working at Saks Fifth Ave.
If I hadn't met that girl who next worked at Saks I wouldn't have met my ex-wife who was working at Saks too who I went out with after I broke up with the girl who had been working at Chippendales.
If I hadn't met my ex-wife my son wouldn't be here right now.
So it becomes absolutely mind boggling to think I would not have had the son I have if it weren't for that one simple decision to stop at a newstand in Van Nuys at 2 in the morning one night 20 years ago.
