Richard Rasa
One time we were eating dinner with Bob and Arlen. Arlen had baked lasagna, and I kid you not, while the serving plate was passed, a small piece of lasagna suddenly flew into the air, passing right in front of Bob before it made a landing on the floor. We all looked at each other and grinned, but we were way too amused by the obvious thing to say, to actually say it.
– Rasa
