I purchased my usual 3 tickets, or chances, for tonight's Power Ball lottery drawing. The jackpot for tonight's drawing has reached $1.5 billion. If a single person wins the lottery, and chooses to receive a single cash payment, they will receive about $930,000,000.00 before taxes. The other choice is to receive annual payments over 30 years, of $50,000,000.00, again, before the tax man arrives. I simply can't comprehend those amounts of money..... It's more than the gross capitol income of quite a few small countries. Wow.
I think buying three tickets is a good choice. If you don't buy, you can not win. Tickets cost $2 or $3 each. The odds of one winning are astronomical - almost 300 million to 1. Six dollars will not break me this week... I might win nothing, I might win $2, or I might win the jackpot... It'd be nice if I did, but I'm not counting on it in any way. The people who concerned me were the folks handing over anywhere from $100 to $1,000 for tickets - I just hope they can afford to lose that amount. Chances are against all of us winning.
Wednesday, January 13, 2016
Tuesday, January 12, 2016
"Who Am I?" Dreams
I had a wild night of extremely frightening and chaotic dreams Sunday into Monday. I was awake for more than five hours yesterday before I felt comfortable with myself. When I awoke yesterday morning to get up and do my daily chores, I was convinced that I needed to have a tattoo placed on my body (where I could read it) stating my name, date of birth and Social Security number... That's how strong and vivid my dreams had been.
Now, if I look at what I ate, and what I watched, looked at and read from supper until lights out, I might be able to find a culprit; if you believe that what you eat and see makes an impression on your dreams. For Sunday night supper, I was watching James Spader and Kurt Russell in Star Gate, and I ate a couple of beef hot dogs with baked beans. A couple hours later, while looking at photos of the Earp brothers and Bat Masterson, I had a piece of lime pound cake. Then I looked at historical photos from Dodge City, Kansas - including a photo of a trader who had been shot and scalped by Native Americans. I read a few chapters in Donna Andrews' Lord of the Wings, had a handful of regular gummy bears and went to bed. (An awful diet, I know....)
I had multiple dreams from midnight until 6 a.m., and when I awoke from a nasty dream, and went back to sleep, I always had another dream that had the same features. I was lost. I didn't know my name or my history. I knew that if other people discovered this information, I'd be "locked up." At one point in a dream, I had taken my Mom somewhere, we had gotten separated, and I lost her - I was searching for her like mad, but I couldn't tell anyone her name, or my name, because I didn't know them. In another dream, I had taken my granddaughter out to exchange a pair of shoes that were too large for her. In the dream, the shoes were hot pink, and were a size 6, when they should have been a size 3. My granddaughter wanted to carry the white plastic bag that the shoes had arrived in, and I let. Then she disappeared and I didn't know which little girl was my granddaughter, and I knew that if I stopped every girl with a white bag and asked to look inside it, I'd draw attention. Since I didn't know my own name, or the name of my granddaughter, or even where either of us lived, I didn't want to get noticed. So I wandered aimlessly. At one point in time, in another dream, I was inside a huge hospital complex, and was eating left-over food from hospital trays, and sleeping in waiting rooms - because I knew I'd be "locked up" if anyone found out that I didn't know who I was. These dreams were vivid and extremely disturbing....
I don't know what caused them, but I really don't want them to return. Nightmares. Blech.
Now, if I look at what I ate, and what I watched, looked at and read from supper until lights out, I might be able to find a culprit; if you believe that what you eat and see makes an impression on your dreams. For Sunday night supper, I was watching James Spader and Kurt Russell in Star Gate, and I ate a couple of beef hot dogs with baked beans. A couple hours later, while looking at photos of the Earp brothers and Bat Masterson, I had a piece of lime pound cake. Then I looked at historical photos from Dodge City, Kansas - including a photo of a trader who had been shot and scalped by Native Americans. I read a few chapters in Donna Andrews' Lord of the Wings, had a handful of regular gummy bears and went to bed. (An awful diet, I know....)
I had multiple dreams from midnight until 6 a.m., and when I awoke from a nasty dream, and went back to sleep, I always had another dream that had the same features. I was lost. I didn't know my name or my history. I knew that if other people discovered this information, I'd be "locked up." At one point in a dream, I had taken my Mom somewhere, we had gotten separated, and I lost her - I was searching for her like mad, but I couldn't tell anyone her name, or my name, because I didn't know them. In another dream, I had taken my granddaughter out to exchange a pair of shoes that were too large for her. In the dream, the shoes were hot pink, and were a size 6, when they should have been a size 3. My granddaughter wanted to carry the white plastic bag that the shoes had arrived in, and I let. Then she disappeared and I didn't know which little girl was my granddaughter, and I knew that if I stopped every girl with a white bag and asked to look inside it, I'd draw attention. Since I didn't know my own name, or the name of my granddaughter, or even where either of us lived, I didn't want to get noticed. So I wandered aimlessly. At one point in time, in another dream, I was inside a huge hospital complex, and was eating left-over food from hospital trays, and sleeping in waiting rooms - because I knew I'd be "locked up" if anyone found out that I didn't know who I was. These dreams were vivid and extremely disturbing....
I don't know what caused them, but I really don't want them to return. Nightmares. Blech.
Sunday, January 10, 2016
PowerBall Lottery - $1.3 Billion
No one matched all the numbers drawn for last night's PowerBall lottery drawing. Officials estimate the jackpot for Wednesday's drawing will be $1,300,000,000.... People are going to be purchasing lottery tickets like mad. (The winning numbers for last night were: 16, 19, 32, 34, 57 and the PowerBall was 13.) Guess I'll buy two more.
Saturday, January 9, 2016
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