Once I win the $425 million Powerball jack pot - -

Your vision looks like a lot of work, not to burst bubble musings, but drones and cholesterol hardly ...such stuff as dreams are made of. Don't forget rising sea levels, and "Private castle" sounds so Trumpish. Visions of comb-overs blowing on beach-combers not becoming. Still it's your dream so enjoy. I do like apples as currency...Comfort Me With Apples, and does anyone remember Peter DeVries?

Only invited guests? What must one do to procure an invitation?

425 million problems you didn't have yesterday.


<yes, I'll probably spend $2 on a ticket>

My island will be taller than the Empire State Building, minus the ape. Money corrupts. What can I say. One must have hair to do a comb-over.

I will build a compound for a2k guests. Lots of parson's benches and slot machines. Free lemonade.

You probably won't win, but the ticketless definitely won't.

Hey Edgar, GO FOR THE APE ! (definitely)

I could get the ape's hair for my comb over.

A "compound"?????

I was interested in staying in a "luxury mansion/citadel" as you described it. Not a compound. That sounds like you'd make us wear uniforms with numbers and eat bad food on schedule. No thank you.

I think this imaginary money has gone to your head.

Well, geez. I'm not made out of money, you know.

It just got bumped up to $500 million. Whatchagonnado with an extra $75M?

That's pocket money for walking around.

I think I will get a new paint job on my pick up and replace the windshield.

Why replace the windshield? Just paint that too so it looks like new.

Do they make whitewall tires anymore?

To Nextone, yes, I remember Peter deVries, but not exactly what I read. I remember being enamored with whatever it was.



I don't really want to live on an island. I'd like to travel incognito, and now being an older woman, that shouldn't be too hard. I won't even need makeup.

Among my choices, should I beat you to the prize, EdgarB:

First, I'll remove all bombs and while I'm at it, land mines, from everywhere. Drones would be superfluous, at least for a bit. I grant a half billion is not enough, but, hey, a start.

Second, I'd take a good look at agricultural practices and enforce some new rules.
Don't pin me down to specifics today. In any case, a half billion is not enough for that either.

On a more personal level, I'd go to a good market and buy a decent steak, it's been years, so there I agree with EdgarB.

I don't know if I'd move, I like my odd little neighborhood, just hate the lack of a good transportation system here. Oh, and the ridiculous city planning over a long time. I'd stay, but fix all that transportation and planning stuff. And, since I will have a lot of money, I can go visit my pals and family and put my feet in the Pacific Ocean.

I'd give some money to my local university to help build a new hospital building, very much needed.

Well I lost an eye in Mexico
Lost two teeth where I don't know
People see me comin' and they move to the other side of the road.

I robbed a liquor store or two
Made myself at home a few times
Borrowed myself a car when I needed it.

I got me a shack at the bottom of the road
Fixin' cars and givin' tows
Spend all my money on the lottery.

When I win the lottery gonna buy all girls on my block
A color TV and a bottle of French perfume
When I win the lottery gonna donate half my money to the city
So they have to name a street or a school or a park after me
When I win the lottery

Never run a flag up a pole
Like Mr. Red, White, and Blue down the road
But I never called myself a hero for killing a known communist.

Now I can walk into any old bar
Find a fight without looking too hard
But I never killed someone I don't know just 'cause someone told me to.

And when I win the lottery
Gonna buy the house next to Mr. Red, White and Blue
And when I win the lottery
Gonna buy Post 306 American Legion, paint it red with five gold stars.
When I win the lottery.

When the end comes to this old world
The righteous will cry and the rest will curl up
And God won't take the time to sort your ashes from mine.

'Cause we zig and zag between good and bad
Stumble and fall on right and wrong
'Cause the tumbling dice and the luck of the draw just leads us on.

And when I win the lottery, gonna buy all the girls on my block
Silver-plated six shooters and a quart of the finest highland scotch
'Cause when I win the lottery, the righteous will shake their heads and say That God is good but surely works in mysterious ways.
When I win the lottery.

My posts have all been in a spirit of fun. If I did suddenly have that kind of cash, I would become a philanderer - oops, I mean philanthropist. Such a thing would take careful planning, to be meaningful. I don't know how I would go about it at this time.

Oh sure, edgarbl.....I mean, King Edgar. Go ahead, spend that extra $75 million on your truck instead of fixing up that cheap casino compound for us.