I didn't win CA Superlotto

Every Saturday morning the first thing I do is check my lotto numbers.  I get real mad when I don't win.  For some reason I feel that I deserve to win, that I should win. How hard is it to match 6 numbers?  It is such an illogical line of thought, one that many people seem to suffer from.  Otherwise, there'd be no such organization as Gambler's Anonymous.  Fortunately, Lotto is the only form of gambling I participate in.  I don't even play the mega-millions because the odds are so much higher.  I like mega-millions commercials though; the father who makes it snow for his children in San Diego, the son who has a family reunion on a major league stadium.  I have an idea for one such commercial: 

A pretty average looking guy in very casual attire is driven around town in a limousine.  He stops at a swanky restaurant to meet with a gorgeous ex girlfriend in a very sexy formal dress.  He gets to the table, grabs a dinner roll before even taking a seat. 

She says in a sultry voice, "Hello- insert fictional name here (I am not good at naming characters, I seem to gravitate towards rennaissance like Italian nomenclature like Benvolio or Mercutio)- glad you could make it." 

With bread still in his mouth he says, "yeah, I can't stay long but it is nice to see you."  He grabs a glass of water, drinks.  He looks at her,smiles cause she is beautiful. "Listen I got another appointment, order whatever you want."  He drops several Franklins on the table.  "Call my assistant and we can schedule a better time."

She looks disappointed and meekly nods,"yes."

He finishes goodbye and finds the limo parked in front of the restaurant.  "Next on the list?" he asks the driver.

"Cindi at Chez Nous (fictional French Bistro)" is the reply.

They drive off into a clear Los Angeles night.  Lotto Announcer's voice over,"For $1 you can make her wish she never left you."

Now, isn't that the kind of thing you would do if you won?

Okay, in, how do you say, conclusion.  I love the high I get before finding out my numbers didn't match.  I think of the things I will do.  Some would be selfish... yes it's true.  Some would be altruistic.  Believe it or not I would love to drive an ice-cream truck for a while and just give away my merchandise.  That would be cool! making kids happy with no motiveof self-interest.  When I got tired of that I would give the truck away and travel.  I would keep a journal and when all the money was gone I would submit a book, What I Did After I Won The Lotto.  The book would hopefully establish me as a writer.  I would secure a modest living that way and live out the rest of my days in a quiet place.