7/14/08
Sunday I barely did a mile. 7-11 was busy and has no facilities for bikes so I went to the Conoco across the way and got two Powerball tickets. My first visit I didn't tell the girl that I had my own numbers so she punched up a quickpick and handed it to me. No blood, no foul. Rode home, got another dollar and went back to the same place for my numbers.

For those who are keenly observant at heptapod.org I was using the numbers which appeared on the fortune cookie fortunes mentioned in yesterday's entry.

That's when I discovered that Powerball doesn't go past 42. Sure you can choose a power play that's higher than 42 but for a regular ticket the numbers are between one and forty two. The last number on those fortunes was 43 so I chose 42 thinking close enough.

Anyway it made me laugh. Either the motive force behind fortune cookies told me "You'll never win" by choosing forty three or this was intentional to have the cashier accidentally pump out a random quickpick, which I bought saying "It might win", and then learn the hard way about the idiot tax.

Once upon a time I thought the monk class in NetHack was particularly difficult.

Monks are combat monsters compared to the flailings of the humble tourist.

Already I've had what I would consider to be two good tourists, lots of gold, early armor shop or just found good shit along the way, and achieved basic in a traditional non-sucky weapon that isn't darts or dagger.

Fuckers still die on me.

Playing tourist is a whole different level of gameplay and requires me to actually think about my game and I am enjoying the challenge.

Fuck conducts as a tourist, ascending a tourist should be enough of an achievement. Much moreso than ascending a futa dwarven valkyrie or a conduct-crazy chaotic monk.