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So, the Mega Millions lottery in the US is hitting some kind of random record high, and normally I don't buy into this stuff but I got a nice payout from book sales this month (thank you, everyone buying my novels presumably as gifts for the holidays!) and I thought I'd blow five bucks on the dream. Besides, that way if someone wins it and can use it to send their eight kids to college or whatever, I feel like I've made a contribution to their dream.

What's funny is that, because research is what I do and because I've heard enough to know that winning the lottery can be terribly disruptive to one's life, I thought I'd research what I ought to do if I actually did win.

AND THEN I FELL DOWN THE RABBIT HOLE.

Because honestly, I mean yes, if I won a gadzillion dollars I would do some fun things with it, but I'm not that interested in fantasizing about trips around the world or whatnot. I have trouble with personal fantasies I know I will likely never be able to fulfill. This is why I also don't understand why people like looking at houses they cannot afford.

But I love planning shit. So now I like the idea of winning the lottery not because of the money but because of the planning. If I were to win, I'd get to take tomorrow off and hire a lawyer and an accountant and pay off all my debts and set up trusts and endowments and do invest-y type things.

Sometimes I think I'm probably not right in the head. But oh, the planning. The planning.

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....well, I'll be damned, I won five bucks.