and the winner is . . .

Perfect story for the “inter-webbed” world. And Wilde, Wells, or Adams couldn’t have scripted it better.

Cash lottery guaranteeing the winner 1 billion dollars, minimum. Enough to buy a small country or a 3 story penthouse in Manhattan.

Mass hysteria. National Guard called up to maintain orderly lines at convenience stores. Lottery booth stampedes injuring thousands. Bodega clerks dropping dead from exhaustion. Those involved in generating the winning number kept in protective custody in a “safe house.”

Endless viral videos of “if I won,” instasocial media atweeter. And this was pre-draw. Oxygen tanks in short-supply on draw night as so many were holding their breath.

Anti-climax. Streets littered with torn pieces of tickets. Depression rampant as hopes dashed. Riots in Los Vegas and Atlantic City. Lottery Commission chose not to reveal where the ticket had been purchased to keep up the suspense, or protect the winner? Within a year, they had to claim the prize and meet certain publicity requirements. Speculation about who turned into a lottery industry of its own.

On day three hundred and sixty, announcement: the winner came forward. What would an instant billionaire be like? More viral videos, more wild speculation, more oxygen tanks ordered. On the drawing night anniversary, in a celebrity and media darling studded gala, simulcast around the world, the winner would be introduced.

At 10:07, billions of televisions, tablets, laptops, smart phones were simultaneously ttuned to ceremony. Lights dimmed on stage, and power problems worldwide due to the sudden jump in consumption. Billionaire parties need lots of juice – of all sorts.

A giant cheque schuffled out onto stage. MC, Bruce Willis quipped  with the usual joke,  “don’t that think cheque would even fit into a DC politician’s ATM or back pocket.” But who was that large piece of cardboard? Was the world to be denied seeing behind the “curtain?”

“Here she is, Miss Billionaire . . .”

Woke up just as the tiara was placed on my head (even nicer than one Kate recently wore), and George Takei handed me a Hermes hand bag stuffed with wads of $10,000 bills . . .

a toast to the winner


Dreamed up for : Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Tale Weaver 36: Life After the Lottery




12 thoughts on “and the winner is . . .

    • tale weaver/ing October 23, 2015 / 8:49 am

      Thanks! I had an elaborate “head” story but 1) never got it written down; 2) really too long as a prompt response, but an interesting idea I shall keep for future whatever.

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  1. wendy October 22, 2015 / 1:53 am

    Love that George Takei was giving out the cash! Hehehe


    • taleweaver/ing October 23, 2015 / 2:04 am

      Trying to figure who I would like to hand me that much money (and be using it for good causes) and George Takei popped into my mind. Just like Bruce Willis as MC — he’s okay, but . . .


  2. summerstommy2 October 22, 2015 / 1:43 am

    Wouldn’t it be nice my friend, but such responsibility…..good TW response…..


  3. Suzanne October 22, 2015 / 1:20 am

    Now that would be a great prize indeed. Spending it could take a lifetime.


    • tale weaver/ing October 22, 2015 / 1:36 am

      And so much fun. I could start a foundation, a movement, help millions and still have enough left over for a trip to a spa in Patagonia, and a little house with a big garden somewhere nice.
      Sigh. Too bad I hadn’t slept a minute or two more.
      Thanks for stopping by. I’ve been “browsing your blog,” as you may have noticed.

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      • Suzanne October 22, 2015 / 4:52 pm

        I thought of doing similar if I won. Thanks so much for visiting my blog. :)


        • tale weaver/ing October 22, 2015 / 11:21 pm

          You are most welcome!
          I hope to visit again. Unfortunately, I don’t always do as I say I will. ;)

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  4. ladyleemanilasphotos October 22, 2015 / 12:55 am

    oh this is lovely, Phylor :) I could imagine myself with the tiara hehehe. cheers again <3


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