November 28, 2012

• killer b's

  I've never joined a lotto club before.  me and 14 others from our line chip in the $2 to try and win a piece of that $400,000,000 (or whatever it's up to now?) power-ball lotto.  the drawing is tonight. wish us luck! 

  I get little to no sleep today, due to Rosie wanting complete attention.  she's doin' ok, for a dog I thought I'd have to bury  7 times.  she's got more lives than Squab'.  she groans like an ol' man when she gets her ears and beer belly rubbed.  she hasn't tried beer (as far as I know).  maybe that's what's she's waiting for.  she can't go "home" without at least tasting the golden nectar of the Godz!  maybe I'll give her a little bowl of it this weekend...

  nothing new at work.  it's still a 10 hour nightly drudge of a zombie walk, building car seats (blaH, blah) and hoping one of 15 sets of Lotto numbers match.   it's worth the $2 just to day dream about having a wood-panel submarine chalked with stacks of 55 gallon drums full of thousand dollar bills.  they tell me I have a 33% better chance of death by killer bees then to win the lotto.  oh well. I don't need to be a godzillion-aire, as long as Dodge Ram needs car seats, I'm doin' alright

   

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