Because 75 percent of Houston is still without power there is a city-wide curfew, which is fitting as my high school reunion is this weekend and I just dyed my hair Angela Chase red and Jason is inexplicably jamming out to music from the mid-90s -- music that I might have listened too had I been a cooler kid, but instead I was listening to Enya. Mayor White says we should all stay home and talk amongst ourselves.
Earlier today, someone behind me in line at the convenience store asked the cashier, "Can you all cash lottery tickets? Yes? Sweet."
I turned around, incredulous, and asked: "You won the lottery this weekend?"
He won $50 from a scratch-off ticket. And was buying more scratch-off tickets. To scratch. In the dark. Because what else are you going to do?
Astounding.
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