Week II of the Born to Lose Chronicles: Losers Always Lose, Ibis Sitting on a Fence
If you recall, last week I had dinner with my wife at Pei Wei. Before we left the self-titled “Chinese Diner”, my wife stuffed a self-serve take-out container with fortune cookies because our daughter loves to snack on them. Always looking for a get-rich-quick scheme, I figured I try my luck with the Florida Lottery and play the "Lucky Numbers" that are on the "fortune slips" . Well, last week’s results were a flop.
Undaunted, and keeping with my original home state’s (New York) motto: “Excelsior” (which means Ever Upward), however, going against conventional wisdom, I decided to try, try again because, if at first you don’t succeed, you should give up; why make a fool out of yourself a second time (to paraphrase W.C. Fields). I instructed Little Trudgette (Who isn’t so little any more; why can’t they stay nine forever?) to put the fortune slips in the little basket in our kitchen where I keep my Coke Rewards bottle caps (Don’t laugh. I’ve been getting some cool stuff for the last few years without having to consume mass quantities).
So on Saturday before I went to get gas at my local gas station (where else?), I drew three slips from the fortune pile. The first one read, “The time is right is make new friends.” The Lucky Numbers were 46, 2, 56, 28, 37, 27; the back read, “Gift” and the Chinese Kanji for it and how to pronounce it “IÄ Wù". The second slip read, “Many new friends will soon be attracted to your friendly and charming ways”; the numbers were 33, 20, 5, 18, 39, 16; the word on the back read “They” it is pronounced “tÄÂÂÂ men”. I lost the third slip, but its numbers were 12, 17, 21, 28, 33, 42.
Today, after my morning run, I checked the results: 6-12-19-26-30-31. Oh well, as that old Wall Street saying goes “the bulls and bears make money; the pigs get slaughtered”.
Oh yeah, the Ibis. During my cool down from running 10K (6.2 miles) this morning, I happened upon a flock of Ibis in front of Riviera Middle School which is not too far from my house. I was hoping to scare them off by banging on the fence so I could get a cool shot of them taking off but these are Miami birds, and they don’t scare easy (oh grow up! you think National Geographic doesn’t “coach” the animals in their videos?).
Enjoy the video…


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You got to make a dope of yourself banging a fence to scare birds that didn't move until you got close enough for them to identify you.
The "not lose" part?
We got to watch you do it!!!! We win!!
^R^ (ROTFLMFAO)
irishwolfhound II, it does, but like everything else in life it has more than one meaning.
Every time he's tempted to buy a ticket, he puts that money in savings instead. When he had a few bucks saved, he moved it to a mutual fund that's now worth half a million bucks. Okay, I made that up.
Please don't take offense, but I don't I should be taking financial advice from a guy named "Black Jack" just saying.
You are one brave soul..:)
and if you do not play you can' win.:)
Rated with hugs
Gabby Abby, it is money well spent when you can make someone laugh at your own expense.
John, are you sure it said "pears" and not "penis"?
Legend has it they are the last to leave before a hurricane strikes and the first return in the aftermath.
Robin, thanks(?), but I'm more of a Rod Taylor type with squared shoulders and a chisled chin.
As for the lotto...they change the winning numbers as soon as you and I have bought our tickets.
Xenonlit, so that's how the do it!