The Fourth Wheel, Issue 35

What will they think of next? (No, really... what?)

I like making predictions. I don’t know why, because I like being right, and the two things are rarely compatible.¹ There’s an element of the gambler’s fallacy at work - if I make enough predictions, one might be spot on, and I can dine out on that ad nauseam, and conveniently forget all the times I was wrong. I also think it’s an essential part of the j…