I was rich on Friday. A multi-millionaire. Or so I thought.
After laughing my way through the Lottery coverage and trying to wrap my mind around the fact that someone could win over 640 Million dollars, I decided to just throw my hat in the ring. On my lunch break, I went 10-dollars in: which officially meant I was game for the jackpot. My notion to keep "reason" at the forefront of the fun however, came to a halt soon thereafter. I hosted my Little Brother over for dinner and our conversation ultimately drifted to the Mega Millions. What started as "yeah, I basically threw away money buying some tickets" quickly turned into "well... we could win, I mean we are playing. And what if we won?" And from there, it just became a slippery-slope into pure delusion as we played off each other's fantasies and started to believe that we might... just.... win.
and if that day had come, here's a few things that I would be doing:
[Editor's Note: For the sake of this being a light post, I'm just going to decree right now that it's a selfish list. Goes without saying that I would additionally take care of everyone dear to me and allow them to fulfill their dreams, donate to causes beyond my wildest imagination, give Portland soooo much money and root myself in philanthropy. Now that THAT is out of the way...here's the shallow part]
... Buy a Chicago Penthouse- with cash. I would fly there immediately after getting my dollars and get me a place: a huge, overlooking-the-city, grotesquely extravagant Penthouse place. I should have won last week because Juanita Jordan has one that basically has my name on it. What a sham!
[^via Can I please divorce Michael Jordan and get this?]
... get every piece of amazing art that I can get my hands on. I've waited my whole life to be in a position to walk into an Art gallery and say 'I'll take that one!' - but with the lottery winnings, it'd be more like "I'll buy the Gallery". I'd even buy the Artist- not sure what starving artist wouldn't love to paint me beautiful murals on demand in my guest house, rent-free!
... I'd get Hollywoody beautiful. After someone has nestled into the Hollywood life and reached a certain level of fame, they somehow begin to just appear... gorgeous. I don't know what the hell goes on behind the curtain of the rich and famous but I'd be unapologetically a part of the club: make me dazzzzzzzzle!
[^via from everyone you know to... eyes pop out of your head hot.]
... I'd take everyone I know on the vacation of a lifetime (and myself, hello world trip!). Friends & Family- you book it, I got your back. Enjoy my private jet! And onhand masseur- a must!
... I'd pay Britney Spears to perform at my Birthday, Wedding, Anniversary... Saturday. She'd be my new BFF, whether she'd like it or not!
[^via Doesn't get any better- I don't care who says otherwise]
... I'd spend my days taking photography courses in major cities. I don't like anything more than I like taking pictures and I would jump on the opportunity to do that all the livelong day ....In Vera Wang.
... I'd live a life of charity. I'd donate, donate, donate all the while attending the fundraisers that come along with it. I'd be honored and humbled at the chance to meet all of the hardworking people who make the world a better place and happily donate to their inspired causes- while I'm adorned in a ballgown.
[^via If only our entire lives took place in a ballroom]
... I'd have someone make me Chicken Piccata all the livelong day.
[^via amazing recipe at that link too!]
...I'd make the word "epic" illegal to use to describe one's weekend. And strive for harsh punishments for those who use it to describe any part of their social life. Did you honestly just say that getting a few beers with friends last weekend was 'epic'? Off with your head!
[^via thou shalt NOT say 'epic' unless of course it's for these reasons]
What would YOU do with the earnings?