Saturday, March 23, 2013

My lot(to) in life



     
     So yeah check my lotto ticket. One digit off,…really? Is this my lot(to),  in life is to always be one digit off from hitting the big one? I am starting to think so, lol; yes I am smiling at the absurdity of it.

To be honest it isn’t the really super big thing, worth many millions, it only paid $230,000 and yes there was one winner. To hit four, even though my fifth number was only one digit off is only $100. I usually think that the only reason intelligent people buy tickets is to dream a bit and talk about what you would do if you won, or maybe just think about it.
It is like the old joke of the nun who always prays to win the lotto and after years of doing this one day the Lord’s voice booms out “sister at least meet me HALFWAY and buy a ticket for God’s sake”!!

I do know a guy at work who knows someone quite closely who won $160 million dollars. He thought maybe they would give him one of those big cardboard Ed McMahon checks. He said “you know just a couple hundred thousand I could pay off my house and that would really help’, yes I know. He is still waiting for his check.
The door knocks?

I just had two Jehovah’s Witnesses at my door. I showed them my ticket and they couldn’t figure it out. Those poor sons-a-bitches don’t get to gamble. They go to church and invest a great deal of time and money on the weird, off chance that maybe, just maybe, there really is life after death, and they will skip down streets of gold and play badminton with baby Jesus. To me, that is more worser than the Lotto itself! Your big payoff comes after you’re dead! REALLY?? Com’on man!
Even the evil-blackhearted-God-forsaken lotto will give you a little sugar here and there before you actually die.

The cute young couple gave me a flyer to come to Passover at Echo Falls Golf Club. Maybe I should go just to expand my horizons. I am not sure if it would be really intense like a time share condo sale or not. I do find it funny/ironic that they are right, the Passover is the only holiday that the Bible specifically tells followers to observe. Most “Christians” don’t know this and I have to wonder about that. You claim to be good Christians but you don’t know what the bible says?

 I tell myself that a hunskey is better than a sharp stick in the face and move on.