A few days ago, we were desperate for rain. It hadn't rained in ages and everything was dying. I decided it was time to do a rain dance. "C" and my dad were making fun of me, and told me i scared off what little chance of rain there was. Later that afternoon, it rained. Correction- it STORMED. I was told it was just a "coincidence."
This morning, I did another rain dance. It's raining. Coincidence? I think not.