The Irish Luck loophole

The Irish Luck loophole

I figured out why I won the $5 Day raffle. I never actually put in any money. Our stand-in--the guy that literally "stands in" for John Larroquette while our guys light the shot--donated $20 to be split four ways by our base camp co-ordinator. She put the names of four of the production assistants on the four five dollar bills, my name being one of the four. So it wasn't my luck that won that raffle: it was our stand-in's. His name? Bill Flannery. How's that for the luck of the Irish?

By the way, where I was formerly found here, smack dab in the middle of Los Angeles, I can now be found here, a lazy, green area of the city where honest laborers toil in the sun, drink lemonade when they're thirsty and dream of a better world for their kin. Really, it doesn't even look like it's part of the Greater Los Angeles area. It's in the mountains. It looks more like parts of New Mexico than Southern California. Click on the "Satellite" button in the upper right corner of the second link to check out the terrain. Oh, how I look forward to moving in. Pictures, as always, will be forth-coming.

Reading:

Labyrinths: Selected Stories and Other Writings

Planetes, Book 1

Sebastian O

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