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Do not bring up politics. Do not bring up politics. Do not bring up politics.

Ah, shit. I just pooched it three times.

There’s no place like home.

Laying in bed this morning I was thinking about my next blog post. I decided whatever the cost, it must not be about politics. So I decided to burst into song:

Tax cuts on the rich and hikes for the poor (no polo)
And you don’t want to endure years more four (no polo)
Spend your days fighting the right to abort (no polo)
Traders taking loses because their positions are short (no polo)

Or, maybe not.

Without further ado, the topic for today’s post is: The Lotto. (We writers call this a “segue.”)

My hypothesis: Each of us is born with X amount of “lotto luck” which we can use up in various ways. When it’s all used up, it’s gone. And when it’s all gone you win no more lotto. Evar.

I’ll illustrate with a short story about how I used up all of my lotto luck and took a major karma hit all at the same time. (I was an early multitasker.)

The wonderful content awaits just a stone’s throw away for those willing to make the jump.
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