I’m only 5’6, so I really don’t have the height to carry this off.
Of course, my mama always tole me you need a better foundation for a church than an outhouse. 
Oh! I for some reason thought you were 6’ or something. Well now I don’t feel so bad- 10 and 1/2, huh?
I used to want plastic surgery to make my feet smaller. Now I just want shoes that don’t slide around from side to side or fly off when I pick up my foot. That’s all. That’s not too much to ask, now, is it?
First thing I do if I win the lottery? Build a complete Radiohead discography. After that, I’d probably finish my Weezer one. It’s close.
Then I’d worry about school and what not…
At least we aren’t like my sisters. Both of them wear AAAA shoes. One a 9 and the other a 9.5. Our feet are positively pudgy next to theirs.
6 feet tall. Mmm. That would be nice, aside from the drawbacks that I’m sure exist that I don’t know about!
I’ve actually fantasized about this before. . .
If I ever hit the lottery, I’d spend $2.0M to fly any Doper willing out to a SuperMegaHugeMassiveFriggin’GigantoMassiveDopeFest in Las Vegas. Australian, British, and other foreign Dopers invited.
I’d be one hell of a party, I guarantee. . .
Tripler
And trust me, the beer and hooch would be a’flowin.
I’d uncancel Futurama
shoes? shoes?! you need to hit the lottery before you can afford to buy shoes???!
Well, when you don’t have enough left over after your lottery ticket budget…
Ahem, notice it says “Custom-made shoes”… shoes that actually fit my feet. I’m thinking custom-made shoes are prolly way more expensive than regular ol’ shoes.
Ooh, do tell! How is your friend enjoying his money?
Let’s see… I’d quit my job. I’d try my best to keep the lottery win a secret, at least until I get my financial affairs in order. Then I’d find a nice house in a gated community. I’d set up a scholarship fund for my younger brothers and sisters, so they’ll have their colleges paid for.
I’d flip my parents the bird most likely. They’ve done little to help me out in my adult life, so why should I help them?
I’d keep it a secret as long as I could so that I could avoid the “long-lost cousin” syndrome, but also so that I could do nice things for my family without them knowing it was me. I know that eventually they’d have to find out, because they’d wonder where I got the money to set up my own little recording studio.
I’d also like to take flying lessons, just for the hell of it. I think it’d be a cool thing to know how to do!
I’d buy some land and have a nice home custom built on it–and hire a housekeeping service to help me keep it nice!
I like the idea of custom-made shoes, too. I have the opposite problem though–very wide feet. I also have big calf muscles, which makes it hard to buy boots.
And the little things–Lasik surgery, teeth capped and whitened, big fat moles removed, tummy tuck…you get the idea!
I’d hire a barbershop quartet to go around and sing insulting songs to those who have dared to annoy me in the past.
::bugs **Evil One ** and hopes for the best::
I’d LOVE for a Barbershop Quartet to sing insulting songs to me. That’d be way too cool.
OOOOOOOOOH
Cisco said:
And I say…
can I play, can I, can I?
If I ever win the lottery I’m going to buy two flats in Barcelona. I love that town, but so does my mom, and her parents live there, so if I ever get to live there she’ll be coming to visit way too often and overstay every single time. Getting her and mine places ought to help. And I’ll let her decorate most of both! (MY office is MINE - otherwise I’d end up having a pink lamp right next to my puter, which would just not do)
I think I’d buy a lot of high yield blue chip stocks and live off the dividends.
Well the first thing he did was to buy a BMW that wasn’t available in the US yet. He had it shipped over.
Next on his list, he’s building a house out on a bunch of land he bought on a lake outside of Atlanta.
Everytime I call him now he’s either in Las Vegas, out Hunting with some high falutin’ gun club he’s now in, or travelling around visiting an old fraternity friend of his.
As far as I can tell he’s been pretty smart about his money. He frequently talks about his “Wise Men” who guide him financially. The only thing he’s really splurged on is the car. Of course the house isn’t going to be an economy model, but I don’t think it’s going to be a mansion either.
I’ve been trying to get him to play in my bi-weekly lo-limit social poker game, but he’s always scheduled to be at a museum or some other such place every time I call.
E3
First off, I’d pay off all of my debt, my parents, mother-in-law and brothers debt. This is the fairest way to give my family money, I think. Everybody debt free, yay! I’d give a nice chunk to the 2 freinds who have loaned my money in the past, as well. Then a big party.
After that, I’d renovate the largest row home I could find and coninue living life as normal. I love my job, after all. A new pickup and tools for said job would also happen. Probably a WRZ for moi as well. Invest the rest and whatever I don’t need to live gets split between travel, family and charity.
Err, that’s WRX, I mean. Unless I have them design a new model for her. 