I've got a monkey on my back, y'all and his name is Mega Millions. You know how every 17-about-to-be-18 year old says, "Oh, as soon as I turn 18, I'm going to go buy some cigarettes, visit a strip club, (register to vote, hopefully), and buy some lottery tickets." Well, that was me five years ago. I didn't do any of that except register to vote. (What can I say? It's my civic duty.) I bought … [Continue reading...]