doodledee

A few weeks back, Grossie was 'feeling lucky'. He decided the biggest bang for his luck would be to win the Powerball, which, at the time, was at like $65M.

Grossie is one of the luckiest guys I know. When he gets 'the feeling', you just go with it. Put another way, when he asks you out of nowhere for $5 for lottery tickets, you give it to him without asking questions. Especially irrelevant ones like, "what if we don't win?" or "does this sweater make me look fat?"

Now I know what you're thinking: the Powerball is too big and too hard to win. Millions of rubes play all the time and never hit the jackpot, you're no different than they are. Well it turns out you'd be WRONG. We have Grossie!

We won $3.

So that was lame.

Jump to today. A couple of weeks have gone by and it's nutso crazytime because the jackpot is up to like $300M. And in what must be a true test of faith for millions of people, the drawing is on Christmas day.

Figuring Grossie's luck was maybe just mistimed, I decided to play again. On the way to Rochester, Libby and I stopped and picked up a bunch of tickets. We then passed them out to people we saw over the holiday. Then we kept the extras. Then I saw the drawing. Then I checked our numbers.

We won $0.

Bah humbug.