Recently, the Powerball jackpot became gigantic. This doesn’t mean anything to me, I’m not a gambler. My co-workers caught the fever, so we bought lottery tickets. You didn’t see me on the news locking even my most reckless family members behind castle walls on a remote island, so no, we didn’t pick the right numbers. People were getting that glassy look in their eyes. I was relieved we didn’t win.

Busy busy busy busy!

Winning the lottery is like going grocery-shopping without hearing Everything Zen: it happens to someone, you suppose, just not you.