Episode 23

Lottery

Jazzy begins by saying, "A lottery could anything," and Jimmy adds, that "Lottery is a supreme performance."

"You gotta play to win."

Phreddie wonders, "Who is the luckiest?"

Jazzy defines Lottery as the manifestation of something that has tiny odds --

THE THREE-HEADED MAN continues to discuss luck. Luck is recognition. Jimmy says he is pretty good at recognition. He says the lottery is like a joy buzz. Phreddie and Jazzy talk about drops in a video game. "Why is Jazzy luckier than me?" asks Phreddie. What makes a person lucky?

Phreddie tells a story about working in a funeral home. Do numbers suggest themselves? Jazzy tells that If he buys a lottery ticket, and he hopes he does not to win, will it increase his chances of winning?

Is it possible to control the dice? Manipulate the randomity?

Jimmy tells a story about Black Jack and the music of Little Feat. He believes there is a negative quality to the lottery. The big win is not a pleasure. Jimmy doesn't want a big win. He wants to spread out the joy. Money is a cheap lover.

THE THREE-HEADED MAN concludes their conversation with Magic, Intention, and Ritual -- their Lottery.

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Fred M Schill

I like to do. I like to make things. And, I like telling stories. I tell stories to myself and to others.

First, a short biography, which is, of course, is a story. I was born in Cleveland, played sports, and attended university. Later, after a few years in the radio business, I returned to university to study education and literature.

With a teaching certificate in my file folder, I began working in high schools, first as a strike-breaking scab substitute teacher in Cleveland's far suburbs, and then in Chicago, mostly in private high schools.

Cleveland and Chicago. My two main towns, and I escaped them both. Presently, I live in a tiny, isolated, mountain village in Spain. I am reluctant to write the name of the town because I don't like tourists. When the tourists arrive, they look at me as if I am an animal in a zoo.