Re: Reminders

"ARY" <FindContactPage@xxxxxxxx> wrote:

"John Griffin"
"ARY"

"John Griffin"


1) There is no known way to succesfully predict
the next numbers in a lottery.

;) ! AS if/ then what?

2) There is no known reason to believe there is any
unknown way to successfully predict lottery numbers.

If it is "unknown", then let it be. Until at least you find
the answer also!

3) Buying a little share of a lottery ticket is one of the
prominent indicators of possible dickheadedness.

NO, it is NOT! IF it is the winning ticket?

It certainly isn't the winning ticket

I must stop you there, I SAID (please re-read above, saves me
typing ya know)!

Huh?!

at the time you buy your
piddly share of it. Suppose you're looking at two tickets,
one having a near-zero probability of winning $100 million
and the other having a near-zero probability of winning $1
million. You find in the loose change in your pocket enough
money to buy one or the other. Which one would you buy?
duh.

4) If you have a ticket and the right amount of dumb luck,
you will win.

I don't agree here, there are games (lotto) with varying
odds, you play the best odds going in, therefore there is a
valid choice - luck comes after!

Luck might come after damned near everything else, but it
comes immediately before and simultaneously with a win. You
don't win without it.

*Luck* is ALSO chance, if you don't TAKE a chance (in this
case buy at least one ticket) you can't win!

Luck has kin sod ALL to do with IT if you don't put your money
where your mouth is?

Yer abso-kin-lutely right, by the jesus.

Well, except for one thing. Suppose you have a playslip in your
pocket and you find, just about one half a load too late, that
there's no TP in the stall you're sitting in. You have five
minutes to get to the nearest retailer, three floors below in the
lobby of the building where you work, before they stop selling
tickets for that night's drawing.(Picturing you sitting there
wondering what to do next makes me think maybe you have a
laminated playslip. Dozens of people are saying "WHO CARES" in
chorus.)

Anyway, since I'm inventing this, you do need a new playslip when
you dash into the store. You find that they ran out of them
because the jackpot is $978,000,000,000. Some guy runs in waving
a playslip and wanting to buy a ticket. You knock him in the
head, grap the slip, and see that he has your exact numbers on
it! You yell "Son of a bitch!" The clerk babe has bent over a
shelf, so you spend a few seconds trying for a cheap beaver shot.
When she stands up she catches you looking. Staring at her tits,
you hand the playslip over. She flounces over to the lottery
terminal and sticks your ill-gotten slip into it. The machine
says "BZZZZT" and spits it right out. The clerk says,"TOO KIN
LATE SUCKER!" They draw your numbers. What luck! Then you
remember that some guy talked you into buying an insurance policy
that pays you one billion dollars if you ever miss out on a
jackpot because of any exrement-related event. The odds against
all this happening must be astro-kin-freakin'-nomical, eh?
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