Why I never play the lottery:
Many years ago, back when snakes could walk, I lived in New Hampster and they had this lottery wherein you bought a ticket for five dollars and you had five chances to pick a combination of six numbers from 1 to 36.
The jackpot was five or ten or twenty or a hundred million dollars.
I never bought those tickets considering them a tax upon people who don't understand math. I was at the grocery stoare and I saw the five hundred and sixty million dollar jackpot and figured I'd spend five bucks and buy a ticket.
I chose five sets of six numbers. I decide to pick unique numbers, not choosing the same number twice, so when I was done I had chosen 30 out of 36 numbers. It occured to me that for another five bucks I could choose the remaining six numbers I hadn't selected, and thereby cover all my numeric bases. But I figured if I was going to play this stupid game of chance I'd give myself one chance. You know, when it's your time, it's your time, all that crap.
So the next day they read off the numbers, big fanfare. And the winning numbers were THE SIX NUMBERS I DIDN'T CHOOSE.
There are many ways to interpret that event, input the data into your cosmology and the cosmic muffin will oracle all kinds of things.
Me? I took it as a sign that I was not meant to play the lottery.
Hi Lo poker maybe. the lottery? Not so much, I think.
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