Last Friday the lottery jackpot was up to $325 million, so I bought a couple of tickets. I don't buy lottery tickets on a regular basis, just sort of randomly when I get "A Feeling" or if I happen to be downstairs in the little store getting a soda or a water or something. But $325 million was enough to tempt me into making a special trip.

I didn't win.

Saturday I was outside talking to Tim, the man who does our landscaping. He didn't win, either, or else I'd have been mowing my own damn lawn. But here's the interesting part: Tim and I each matched two numbers, but more than that, we matched the same two - 17 and 54. We figured the odds of that have to be almost as huge as winning.

We'd rather have won.