TBWCYL Day 159 - Not a Lotto Luck

God I am hungover...or maybe a little drunk still. You see, it is 7:40 in the morning and last night things went a little sideways and I got drunk. I didn't mean to(I never do) and between going to dinner for a friend's birthday and then meeting some other friends for a second dinner at 9 pm, I had a few beers. Had I stopped before the second dinner I would have been fine but my ability to ascertain these things is not always the best.

Ugh. I just burped up some red lager. It isn't as good the second time around.

So, my task...that I did while drunk. I don't let anything stop me. Yesterday I was supposed to find a way to make $10 grow into $100. While I didn't actually see that happen, I tried my damnedest. Here was the plan.

I was going to buy ten $1 scratch off Lotto tickets. I would then take all of the winners, if they didn't add up to $100, and cash them in for more tickets. In this way I would either go broke or win $100(maybe more). It didn't work but I had fun with it.

I bought the first 10 tickets at a gas station next to Six Flags over Texas. MORE FLAGS, MORE FUN doesn't apply with scratch offs. I was half drunk by this point and had to stop to use the restroom and get directions so I asked the nice black lady behind the counter to take my money and give me some winners. In total out of ten tickets I only won $2.

After dinner we dropped our friends off at their hotel and I fell asleep in the passenger seat as Saint Diana, the patron saint of driving her drunk ass husband home, drove her drunk ass husband home. Suddenly I was jostled awake. We were at another gas station getting gas!!! I jumped out of the car and ran in to cash my ticket in because I needed to complete my task before I got home. I got two more $1 tickets and Eureka!!! I won another $2.

I took the ticket back in to the cashier who thought I was cashing it in but NO, I told him I needed to win $100 and I wasn't stopping til I did. I didn't. My last tickets were a bust and I went broke. Now I know what gamblers feel like when they think they are on top but end up loosing everything.

I feel that in theory this is a valid way to make $10 grow into $100. It didn't work for me but I might work for someone. If my luck would have been better, or I had bought different tickets, my success could have happened.

I woke up this morning to the realization I had forgotten to brush my teeth before bed. I asked Saint Diana to confirm this and she said, "No, you told me that (shrill)"If we're not having sex, I'm not brushing my teeth"." God I feel like ass.
That is all,

Newt