The Universe Spreads the Luck

Aside from missing out on Reuben Day at the Senior Center, and simmering in self-pity from The Pony's decision, Val is having a pretty good month. There's the Double Hovel (impending) sale, Mother's Day with well-wishes, two non-self-cooked meals, cards, a box of chocolates... AND this winning scratcher.

That's a $100 winner on a $3 ticket that I got at the Gas Station Chicken Store on Monday. Guess I won't be buying that ticket again until next week! There are 99 tickets on a roll, and this was number 053. I guessing there won't be a bigger winner left. I try to be logical in my addiction to games of chance!

I bet that future tenant of Hick's apartments is also feeling lucky. The one who was the subject of the police phone call to Hick. Monday morning, Hick looked up his phone number, and called to tell him that the police had found his wallet, and were trying to contact him.

"I'm sure he was glad to hear that news!"

"Yeah. He said he had everything in it. I don't know what he meant by 'everything,' because he had his money in a bank envelope. But he was happy, and said he would go pick it up."

Let's hope that Even Steven doesn't come sniffing around for a while. I'm enjoying the ride while it lasts.