Tuesday, January 08, 2008

Playing the Lottery

I do not play the lottery. My mom buys instant lottery tickets for all of us every year at Christmas and we all giggle as we rub off the numbers. I've never won more than $5 on those.

We've seen what happens to relatively normal people who win a big lottery jackpot.

Besides, I really dislike gambling and the lottery feels like gambling to me. So I avoid it.

But there are times, like when we were in New Mexico in November, when it would be handy to write a check with a LOT of zeros to buy something really big, wonderful, and amazing.

Like 23,000 acres of high desert near Magdalena, New Mexico.

You would certainly have mountain bluebird, loggerhead shrike, and prairie falcon on your Ranch Bird List. Ted Turner would be your almost neighbor so there's an outside chance at aplomado falcon. And you'd have pronghorn antelope on your Ranch Mammal List.

But (and this is a Deep Thought) if you owned this spectacular New Mexico ranch would you still eat Ranch Dressing on your salads?

This is how Liam would look on your new New Mexico Ranch. He could be your Ranch Artist-in-Residence. Better get a satellite dish, though, because the Artist-in-Residence likes to watch SpongeBob when he gets home from school.

Here's how Phoebe would look on your ranch. She could be your Ranch Bloghand since, at age 11 she already has a blog and gets more comments on her posts than either of her parents get on theirs.

She should be blogging now, but I'm sending her up the road to the country store to get me some o' them lottery tickets.

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At 2:15 AM, OpenID egretsnest said...

You gotta play to win! :) Good luck! It's a gorgeous hunk of land! Dreams are so fun!

At 12:44 PM, Blogger Sara said...

Spectacular land, what a purchase to contemplate! With Indigo Hill and Pronghorn Prairie, you would have a bit of paradise on both sides of the country and also, a lovely dilemma, when to be where. Although, the school bus ride from Pronghorn Prairie might be kinda long.

At 2:06 PM, Blogger Julie Zickefoose said...

If I could stretch my legs like Olive Oyl I'd have a foot in Whipple and the other in Magdalena, New Mexico. I know you well enough not to smirk at your dreams, my dear.

At 3:27 PM, Blogger Trixie said...

What if we all pooled our monies? We could have a birder compound.

Hey, it might work. There would be enough room!

At 3:49 PM, Blogger Rondeau Ric said...

A birders compound? Okay, I'm in for, uh .. lets see.. $4.25 Canadian that's 4.28 US

Any idea how much it would sell for?

At 8:03 PM, Blogger ncmountainwoman said...

Isn't it a shame that most of the people who win the lottery have no idea what to do with the money? And those of us who have wonderful dreams never win?

Of course, we never buy tickets either, do we?

Here's hoping you win.

At 8:54 PM, Blogger Patrick Belardo said...

My favorite Deep Thoughts:

To me, clowns aren't funny. In fact they're kind of scary. I've wondered
where this started and I think it goes back to the time I went to the circus and a clown killed my dad.

At 8:09 AM, Blogger KatDoc said...

I know what you mean about the lottery feeling like gambling. It must be my Methodist upbringing, but it just feels ba-a-a-a-d to buy a lottery ticket. I have done it about 5 times in my life, and I always think I will go to hell for it.

Still, it doesn't stop me from dreaming how I would spend a windfall, should I actually win some day. About 1/3 to pay off all my bills and those of my family (and buy a few things), about 1/3 to invest, and the rest to charity.

I will give you $4.25 for the land in New Mexico if I get to meet Rondeau Ric.

Now, leave Phoebe alone. Her loyal fans are anxious for her next blog post.



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