I wouldn't say I'm a superstitious person, but I do work on instinct to a certain degree. And when I'm making some big life-changing decisions, everything becomes an omen. So sitting in the Pacific Centre food court, eating a sandwich, I was fretting over life choices (or the lack thereof?) And looking for symbols. And who should I spot (well I should say my dining companion spotted him first) but Alice Cooper... Alice Cooper in a ball cap, noshing on some good old food court chow. I'm thinking now that Alice was a good omen.