I don’t know if anybody out there believes in “Spidey Senses” or not but I can assure you they are real because it has happened to me. Here is the TRUE STORY of my experience with SPIDEY SENSES. It occurred over 10 years ago and it was the only time in my entire life that it has happened.  Here is my story – BELIEVE IT OR NOT - During the regular and mundane course of billions and billions of random and indifferently different factoids drifting in over the almost subconscious open transom of my brain I somehow became aware that JFK, Jr. had gotten his pilot’s license. And the hairs on my neck stood straight up and I got butterflies in my stomach. But why? OK, so JFK, Jr. got a pilots license. What’s the big deal? How could this possibly affect me in any manner and why should I hang on to this bit of information any longer than one might hold onto the fact that a red light you were waiting on has now turned green and now you can go?  Coulda, shoulda, woulda … HERE’S WHY! If I had only taken the information that was effing right there in front of my goddamn face and chosen JFK, Jr. in my 1999 “Dead Pool” I would have made close to $300 CASH! Think about it. This was the same JFK, Jr. who took like 53 times to pass a freakin’ Bar Exam that even the worst mouth breathing ambulance chasers are able to ace and they just GAVE HIM a fucking pilot’s license? But sadly, I couldn’t read the signs and I took no action. I can assure you that I would not make that mistake twice! When I saw Britney Spears driving loosey goosey with her four month old son, Sean Preston, bewildered and terrified on her lap I immediately put him at #1 in my Dead Pool and when S.P was all of eight months old and I saw a drunken - and in fact HOLDING A DRINK - Britney juggle and then almost drop him I had already bellowed out a hearty “KA” (as in KA-CHING!) before she was able to clutch his sickeningly free falling body and buggy-whipped head back into her body in a grab as stupefyingly preposterous as David Tyree’s Super Bowl XLII one hand pin to the helmet. And of course it was a complete no brainer to add Jayden James to my Dead Pool the nanosecond Britney’s alcohol laced urine splattered on the pregnancy stick test stick signaling “I’m pregnant y’all!”