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Lottery winnings.

If I ever did win the lottery I would try to improve my life rather than live in the lap of luxury. Luxory is fleeting and can become a prison.
First of all I would give a large chunk of it to Steve. It is one of the things that has bonded our friendship and I wouldn’t play the lotto ever, if it wasn’t for him- so he deserves a good chunk of the winnings. I would disappear and take a class to learn how to say no.

My dream for many years has been to buy an beautiful abandoned apartment complex with a central courtyard in San Francisco and have it renovated. Once it was all fixed up. I would have my friends and family move in, everyone with their own apartment. I would charge rent, but it would be minimal and would go towards paying for the amenities we would all use. We would have a gardener, housekeeper, chef, and maintenance person. I would be able to lean out my window an yell into the Central courtyard that card games were about to begin in my apartment in ten minutes and have a nice party with friends happen spontaneously.

I would set my brother up with a trust account that would pay the bills for the house I would buy him. I wouldn’t give him any money he could touch because his job is the only thing keeping him out of jail and giving him some time to sober up a little. I would buy my parents a home near both my brother an I. Because my mom has always had such problems with her wheat and gluten allergy travel becomes very difficult. The idea of going to a country where you don’t speak the language when basic food thickeners can make you ill it a little frightening. My parents have only gone to Mexico and Canada. I would love to take them on a cruise around Europe. The nice thing about the cruise is you have the same staff who know your special dietary needs. So while she couldn’t try the food she could see the sights and experience the culture.

I would keep working but not for my current company. I am obsessed with fabulous T-Shirts and have a pretty good mind for t-shirt design. So a chunk of money would go into starting a T-shirt company. If that didn’t turn out well for me. I would volunteer for a non-profit that I believed in. Maybe I would become a teacher. My Japanese teacher was a multi millionaire who needed something to keep him busy since he was no longer working in Japan.

I would buy a gallery in Union Square that would feature art of all my friends making... But they would also have to work there seeing as I have a hundred artist friends... They would each have to put in one hour a month! That is unless one of them would want to run the place.

I would donate a large chunk to charities. I would probably invest money in improving life in poorer nations as well as improving life here. I would hire a financial planner to invest and continue to donate to my causes. I would put a bounty on Paris Hilton’s head... Just kidding.

Money Changes Everything - Cyndi Lauper - Twelve Deadly Cyns ...And Then Some


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Apr. 6th, 2006 08:12 pm (UTC)
You are such a sweet guy. Tom is very luck as are you.



Oh. and could I have a job in the t-shirt factory?
Apr. 6th, 2006 08:30 pm (UTC)
You could design and sell T-shirts now, through places like CafePress.com.
Apr. 6th, 2006 09:14 pm (UTC)
Well Shit
Win the lottery already. ;p
Apr. 7th, 2006 01:07 am (UTC)
That's beautiful! I especially think the 'Melrose Place' apartment deal is pure genius.
Apr. 13th, 2006 08:40 pm (UTC)
A couple of times I've met people who understand the idea of an apartment complex shared by friends and only friends. Most people see it as claustrophobic, but I think it would be perfect. On a day like today, I really need that kind of proximity to my friends.
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