Let's try an experiment. I'm going to show you something, and I want you to put in the comments at what time you see what I see.

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This is a bag of chocolate-covered peanuts. When I was a freshman in college, I walked to the store with my roommate, and at the end of an aisle were these bags, featured right there.

Seeing what I see? Do you see it? Do you see it?! 

Let me help you out! Two nut halves separated by a melted chocolate stream and a cunic splash. A banner placed just so it looks that much more like what it is. Tell me you saw it. 

Sure. My eyes are trained to see sexuality. I see the shapes, and then I associate them. This is logical. But the other day, I started wondering: am I paying more attention, or is my world more actually embedded with more sexual meaning?  

Am I lucky?

I was wearing this shirt. Missoula Urban Demonstration Project that I had just gotten from a silent auction. And I went to my OULA dance class where there are mirrors reflecting the mirror image.

My shirt says "cum." I turned to my friend, pointing in the mirror, and she and I started laughing because it was not only hilarious, it was victorious. 

High five! Of course the non-sexual prize I get ends up being a sexual prize.

Non-sexual things showing me their sexual side? This happens all the time! 

And I don't mean in a double entendre way like yesterday when I went to the DFTBA warehouse to help them roll posters, and they said, "Lindsey, why do you come here?" "Sometimes I like to wear grubby clothes and not think so much and put my hands all over packages." 

I was referring to my love of mail, but it couldn't have been more of a sexual innuendo. 

But this is not what I'm talking about. I'm talking about things like iJustine's gaming video.

I have absolutely no reason or interest to click on the thumbnail, but my intuition is poking me. Click it! Click it!

G-rated gaming. Star Wars. Legos. Vulvas?! Vulvae?! Right?!

So, I'm wearing this shirt and I'm celebrating with my friend, and I ask her, whether or not I notice things more, or if I'm just really fortunate. 

My friend tells me about a study where self-identified lucky people and unlucky people are all given newspapers and asked to count how many photographs there are throughout.

The unlucky participants took an average of two minutes to count 'em up. The lucky ones? A few seconds. Why?

Because the second page of the paper had these words in two-inch font: Stop counting. There are 43 photographs in this newspaper. 

According to the researcher, psychologist Richard Wiseman, the reason why lucky people see the huge message is because they are more opportunistic. They notice more because they believe those possibilities exist.

If opportunity isn't there, the so-called lucky people create the opportunity.

Studies have shown that people who act like the lucky ones have more luck. You might not be in to detecting the next subliminal messages, but maybe you want meet someone or get laid. Act lucky.

Lucky people are not just more opportunistic; they are also more intuitive.

Listening to their inner voice.

Optimistic.

Self-fulfilling positive prophecies.

And resilient. 

The idea that "it could've been worse." And focusing on the bright side. 

Did I put the vulvas in the video game?

No, but I behaved like a lucky person. I listened to my feelings rather than logic. I expected positive outcomes and would have adjusted the outcome to be positive, vulvas or not. 

So I'm lucky. That's one thought. 

Freud would probably say I'm a pervert. 

But Ze Frank would tell us: if you look hard enough, like really, really hard, you'll find a dick pretty much everywhere. 

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