A colleague is getting up a lottery pool today ahead of the big $500 mil power-ball drawing tonight.

I don’t usually go in for this sort of thing, but that’s a pretty durn big pot and baby needs tuition payments.   So I thought what the heck.  However, when I went to pull what I thought was the remaining fiver out of the port-swiller wallet, I discovered that the mice gels had been into it already and it was quite empty.


I know it won’t happen, but if the pool does come up with the winning ticket, I’m going to be seriously steamed.