I've been teaching my 7-year old daughter about post-hoc fallacies, and while thinking about examples of them, I decided to try an experiment. This morning, I prayed to His Noodliness, the Flying Spaghetti Monster. I asked him for a sign that he was the one true God. Not just any sign, but a specific sign: that at some point during today, I would have an encounter with pasta. I don't eat pasta, so I don't encounter it very often. Lo and behold, this afternoon, my mother-in-law (a JW) dropped round with a bag of shopping - and at the top of the pile was a bag of pasta. Undeniable proof that the FSM is indeed the one true God! Or possibly that post-hoc fallacies are involved in prayer - I'm not sure which.