My friend the Republican has been going through some relationship/financial difficulties this week and while commiserating with her we got to dreaming about being rich, as is often the case when you are in the middle of tough money issues.

She’d said that she wanted to win the lotto. The value of the lotto in her state was over 100 million dollars. This got us to talking.

The Republican “I’d have to take an extended trip”
Brat “where would we go?”
TR “of course you’d have to go with me”
Brat “that’s a given”
TR “I’d rent a private jet”
Brat “we should go to Europe first”
TR “I’d have the jet stop in Chicago to pick you up”
Brat “We should go on a ship”
TR “No, I think a private jet would be better”
Brat “You think you can afford a jet AND travel?”
TR “No, one of the chartered ones”
Brat ” OH! that makes more sense then”
TR “Yeah, we should go to Europe, like lets start in Italy, but I definitely want to go to Greece”
Brat ya know what?!? We should cross the Atlantic on the QM2
TR “No, private Jet”
Brat “No, see the crossing would take at least a week, so it would allow us to slow down and prepare for a relaxed journey across the Continent”
TR “That makes sense”
Brat “The when we get to Europe we’ll be calmed down and ready to vacation”
clickety clickety of keys in the background
TR “Could you picture us in a Duplex Royal Suite on the QM2?”
clickety clickety “Only $35,000 for the crossing”
Brat “I could totally see us in that suite!”
“So, OK! We’ll disembark in France and take the TVG to Italy for like a week or two, Milan, Rome, Venice, Florence, Tuscany, then we can take one of those cruise ships across the Aegean to Greece.”
TR “We’ll have to stop in NY for a few days for a new wardrobe before we board the ship”
Brat “Ya know, I love spending your money”
laughing TR “I know”
Brat “So then, we’ll shop in NY then head to Italy, then, Ooh ooh! We can take a ship to Greece and stop on Mykonos and Lesbos and all those other gay islands on the way to Greece”
TR “Nice”
Brat “and Spain”
TR “Totally”
Brat “ooh ooh ooh and then after a few months abroad, we can stop into Munich for Oktoberfest”
TR “how long are you expecting this to last?”
Brat “Until you run out of money”

ok, this is a re-creation of the exact conversation, but it captures the spirit or our collective dreaming.

If I won, I wouldn’t take her. I’d spend it all on cars and male whores.