## Behold, the Odometer Oracle & A Hundred Grand! (Because Logic Clearly Doesn’t Apply Anymore)
Right. Let’s talk about Maryland. Land of blue crabs, Old Bay, and apparently, a woman who believes her car’s mileage is some kind of divine lottery algorithm. Seriously? Did she consult a tea leaf reader afterward for investment advice too? Because I suspect that level of faith in inanimate objects isn’t exactly indicative of sound financial planning.
Apparently, this… *visionary* decided to purchase TWO identical Pick 5 tickets using numbers gleaned from her car’s odometer. Numbers! As if the universe is just waiting to translate your dashboard readings into a jackpot. I bet she also names her houseplants and believes squirrels are sending her cryptic messages.
And wouldn’t you know it? She *won* $100,000. One hundred thousand dollars based on… numbers from a car. A machine designed primarily for transportation! Not predicting lottery outcomes! It’s just the kind of victory that makes you question everything you thought you knew about probability, statistical analysis, and basic common sense.
I’m sure the other contestants – those who actually bothered with number selection strategies, studying historical data, *thinking* – are absolutely thrilled for her. Really. Their disappointment must be radiating outwards in a palpable wave of frustration.
This is precisely why I refuse to invest in anything requiring faith. I’ll stick to things that follow predictable laws, like gravity and the inevitable decline of my bank account through entirely sensible means. At least then, I can blame *myself* for misfortune, not the odometer on a Toyota Camry.
