It’s a bit of old news, but it has been a cruddy week, so let’s go to Fantasyland shall we? I need a bit of a Calgon take me away moment. You might not be old enough to even get that reference, which makes me need it even more.
So three people won $640 million last week and the details are all weird about who the winners are and what safe the tickets are hidden in and who paid for what at which McDonald’s, but who really cares, because it’s all – like I said – Fantasyland. I don’t buy lottery tickets and probably never will, but it’s fun to think about what I would’ve done with the money.
It’s not like we wouldn’t work – because we enjoy work. And obviously, being the good little bleeding hearts we are, we would give a gigantic chunk to charity. Probably health related – diabetes, cancer, stem cell – things that would make a real difference in the world. And certainly we would travel everywhere. Evvvvvvvv-reeeeeeee-WHERE.
But beyond that – what? I hate to conjure up that Barenaked Ladies song, but would we buy fancy ketchups? Become insanely quirky and have 3 million shoes in every room of the house? Or just buy the house next door where Mr. Lady used to live to hold all those shoes?
Bryan and our friend James were talking about it, and James got to the part where he hires several Amazonian women bodyguards, but ended up just replaying that part over and over, and not really getting much further. I bet you can do better.
What bat-shit-crazy stuff would YOU do?
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