Lottery @ MindSay

Miss me? I was out of town on a training session. But that is not what I want to talk about. Let's look into today's bag of interests-

The Constitution says, "No Senator or Representative shall, during the Time for which he was elected, be appointed to any civil Office under the Authority of the United States which shall have been created, or the Emoluments whereof shall have been increased during such time; and no Person holding any Office under the United States, shall be a Member of either House during his Continuance in Office."  Guess what?  It hasn't stopped presidents before so why should it stop Obama now.

And staying in the NY state of mind where all you need is a dollar and a dream(<-Read here about where the lottery money goes), it is illegal for you to decorate an outdoor Christmas tree without getting a permit from the government.

NEW YORK, Dec. 1 (UPI) -- Those New York residents who are considering decorating a Christmas tree in front of their homes in the city limits should think twice, officials say.

Officials said the trees themselves are typically allowed to reside on city sidewalks, but the holiday trees become illegal once the traditional ornaments and Christmas lights are added, The New York Daily News said Sunday.

Parks Commissioner Adrian Benepe said the regulation against decorated sidewalk trees has been around for decades and typically is only enforced when decorations threaten the tree's health.

"We are neither Scrooge-like or Grinch-like as long as the tree is okay," the official said, adding violators are rarely fined.

Those wishing to avoid a conflict with the parks department can attempt to obtain a permit for a decorated sidewalk tree, Benepe said.

Frances Vella-Marrone of the Dyker Heights Civic Association questioned why such a little-known regulation was even in place in the city.

"They didn't ask for the tree but then if they want to decorate it, they need to get a permit," the association president told the Daily News. "It sounds onerous."

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jiving to electro

it's good for jokes if nothing else

then old house, sounds like pre-hardcore

Big Fun -- Inner City

it's true tho -- that's where we are

that's where we're partying

dancing

come home to chill

a cokehead car

not our car

carried us back

understood the neighbourhood

money troubles

nothing new

forge on

fuck it all --

we've got a party to throw

and i just found the contact info for that DJ

sweet

yesterday as i was passed out pretty much on the streetcar i was approached verbally by a comical man with a scruffy beard and a wikkid Jamaican accent. very street. i'm not quite sure why, but he had a tennis raquet case slung over his back. i thought it might be perfect for holding rugged beers. cool against the starving throat.

and his teeth weren't exactly in a perfect curve, but instead splayed themselves out in all directions, like some malignant weed in an ancient garden -- the ones left anyways.

he lunged for the scratch ticket by my feet. from a distance he thought it was a winner.

"wouldn't that be nice," he said. "get two thousad dollars every week. and for the rest of your life."

"oh ya. would be real nice."

he examined every square on that golden rectangle, disregarding the fact the very same card had been pre-scratched and discarded, and then trampled upon multiple times. no. you don't mess with luck. you have to know.

"this one is very close," he said. "this is the closest. you know? you see, this is the one which is the closest to winning, without actually being a winner. so close, and so far. well...that's how it is. you know? see. every square, two 'lifes'. each one. here, here, here and here too. almost a winner in each one. and yet, not a winner. you see?"

he was getting more and more spastic with each stop. but i liked it. i totally dug every inch of his animated face, the lovely chocolate colour melting and solidifying again every time he raised is eyebrows or smiled with a glow of acceptance.

"for the lottery. it's different...you know. but once i was close. sooo close. i had 4 numbers in a row. 4 numbers. imagine if i won. that would be nice. boy. very nice. it's true what they say though. don't you know. about it coming back to get people. money is dangerous. and it's true too."

he told me a story he'd read in the tabloid pages about a man who won the lottery and then went on one helluva party sesh, 4 days straight. he got in a limo and didn't come out for the whole time.

4 days later they found coke and pot and hooker panties and food and blood all over. and he'd collapsed -- died of a heart attack from too much toxins and vice and reckless abandon and money. but, mostly the money.

you can never say you'd do differently either, not until you're actually handed a sack full of cash.

nope. everyone thinks they'll be different. but you'll never know for sure. not until.

"but that's the ways it is. when i work for what i have...it just tastes better. yes it does. yeh. that's the way it is."

his eyes receded into the back of his skull as he contemplated the finer points of a lifestyle charted below the poverty line, as we chugged on stop after stop after stop.

then. he got up. and headed for the air compressor operated doors to head into his homeland...the asphalt city streets. but then. turned.

"pray for me, ehh," he said with conviction in his eyes, "so i win the lottery."

a big grin.

and now for some reason i'm listening to some house-electro shit again. web of deception and sean merrell. weird.

Yesterday was a pretty good day. It started out very lazy. I'm tellin' ya I didn't even get dressed or in the shower until after 5pm. haha I did nothing but fix lunch before that. Well, and take care of the baby of course. Finally around 5 I put Elijah down for his second nap, and told the older 2 kids I was getting a shower. Dale had been gone for a couple hours running errands. He came home while I was in the shower, and when I turned off the water I heard Elijah crying. So much for the nap. He *might* have slept 20 minutes. Made for a cranky kid the rest of the evening. Well Dale usually buys scratch off lottery tickets when he's out. Here we were trying to figure out how we were going to make it till payday on Tuesday with less then $200 in the bank, and many back and forth trips to the hospital, and he spends $30 on lottery tickets. This was 4 scratch off tickets, and 10 bucks worth of Mega Millions tickets. He scratched off his 2, nothing. I scratched off my first one, nothing. Scratching off the second one, I'm nearly to the bottom, and nothing so far. I get down to the last 4 or 5 things to scratch off and there's a blue star. A blue star on this card means 10 times the prize shown. Scratch off the prize and it was $50.00. OMG! That meant we just won $500.00!!! Can you believe it? It couldn't have come at a better time.

To top that off I went out to dinner to help a friend celebrate her birthday. There were 5 of us and we had a good time. I really enjoyed myself. Can't remember the last time I went out for more then a Pampered Chef or Party Lite Candle party. Unfortunately I didn't care to go out clubbing since I can't drink. We have a tenative date for that after the baby comes, and I've recovered! It was also nice to know that I could pay for the birthday girl's dinner, and not feel like I was taking money away from us that should have been spent somewhere else.

I also now know that I am not missing anything on Appletini's. My friend was drinking them, and I wanted to taste them because so many people had mentioned them. I took a little tiny sip, because it smelled very strong, and for the obvious reason of being pregnant. It was gross! Way too strong. You couldn't taste even a hint of apple. And now I remember that I totally hate Vodka! Our waitress sucked too, but we all still enjoyed hanging out together, and laughing and talking. I'm going to make more time for myself in the future and not feel bad about leaving the kids with Dale!

Tomorrow is baby day! I still have a ton of nesting to finish. I'm going to buy that crib today, I think. And I have to get veggie trays for the kids Halloween parties at school. Do I even need to mention the ton of laundry that I have to wash cause I don't trust my husband with everyone's clothes? lol Let's not forget the suitcase I still haven't packed either! Oh, and the cradle isn't made up yet. So yeah, that means I need to get off the computer for a while and busy! I'll check back in tonight or sooner, but then you won't hear from me for a few days. :)