A worthy cause
I feel good today. Hopefully, my contribution of $100 towards the research of a deadly disease will save someone's life. That's the best part. On the other side, research into my lottery buying habits has begun.
If an electronic tracker got hold of my life record and played it back, she/he can trace the origins of my lottery buying habit to the impressionable age of 16. College years. The days when meager pocket money rubbed against each other in tight jeans' pockets.
