I won the lottery! Not

What, again? We didn’t win the big jackpot, and despite buying lottery tickets with the same numbers on and off for 35 years, we still haven’t gotten the millions of dollars that would set us up for the rest of our lives.

They say the lottery is a tax on the mathematically challenged, but I know enough math that I do understand the odds, so the less flattering description — that the lottery is a tax on stupidity — is more appropriate in my case.

On the other hand, I’ve never gambled to the point where I can’t pay the bills, so there’s that.

Published by WarrenBluhm

Wordsmith and podcaster, Warren is a reporter, editor and storyteller who lives near the shores of Green Bay with his wife, two golden retrievers, Dejah and Summer, and Blackberry, an insistent cat. Author of It's Going to Be All Right, Echoes of Freedom Past, Full, Refuse to be Afraid, Gladness is Infectious, 24 flashes, How to Play a Blue Guitar, Myke Phoenix: The Complete Novelettes, A Bridge at Crossroads, The Imaginary Bomb, A Scream of Consciousness, and The Imaginary Revolution.

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