I'm mildly superstitious. Mildly into all that phoney mumbo-jumbo stuff. Reading horoscopes (and even with the supposed 'new' horoscopes, I'm still a Sagittarius), feel a little nervous walking under ladders and keeping an eye out for black cats.
And I salute magpies. Ever since I read about someone (I think it was Kelly Osborne, actually) doing that to avoid the old 'one for sorrow' saying. Even if I do see a single magpie, I keep my eyes peeled for two, three, or four. (Once I saw nine...not even sure what that means!) I can't tell if that's silly superstition because I feel that the second magpie will make it all better, because I think that by seeing the second one I can feel a little more secure in my chances, or because I'm an optimist. If I do see a single magpie, I quickly attach something I feel sad about to it, so I don't let it hang over me like a cloud.
But I think it's just me and that one lonely magpie right now, trying to keep aloft.