The dark mutterings of a former mild-mannered reporter for a large metropolitan daily newspaper, now living in obscurity in central Indiana.
I bought a Powerball ticket on a whim early this week and just now got around to checking the numbers from the Wednesday draw.
Damned if I didn’t match three numbers. The odds were 359.06 to 1 against me, but I won a whopping $7.
Woo-hoo.
Post a Comment
No comments:
Post a Comment