Good Luck and Bad Luck

Luck is so mercuric. Last night, I felt that I had to feed the need, so I ran up to Thunder Valley and picked up $1750. Even perennial loser E. did well, picking up $20. And A., who had to stay behind to meet a Craig's List contact, not only never made contact with the contact, but also somehow lost his billfold.

Next time, I bet the tides of luck will ebb instead of flow.

[Update: Even the bad luck isn't so bad ... the billfold was only misplaced, not lost.]