SHIT, SHIT, SHIT, SHIT.
I had no more than posted my earlier piece today (see “FLORIDUH…WE’RE #1!” below), when I ran into this little bit of news about another fellow Floridian.
And the real irony here is not only the fact that this young man is from neighboring Port Richey, which of course isn’t near as cool as NEW Port Richey, being, well, not New (well, d’uh) but additionally that the winning ticket was sold at a 7-11 (oh, thank heaven) literally about a mile down the road north of where I live, right across the street from the Publix where I grocery shop every week.
20-years old and he now has TWO HUNDRED AND EIGHTY TWO MILLION DOLLARS (before taxes, which under the Trump Administration means he’ll have enough for a Big Mac, fries and a shake after he pays up).
My congratulations to Shane Missler…and I hope you get cooties.
Of course, I shouldn’t bitch…I’ve never bought a Lottery ticket in my entire life, which I’m told reduces the odds of winning greatly.
Love and Mega-Millions,
Post Script…well, at least I still have the pic of the lady riding the ostrich.