The Power of Forwards and Lottery Tickets

We all have those friends who seem slightly addicted to 'forwarding' every silly poem, slidescreen (of animals doing something) and .wav file (again, usually of animals doing something). I have a friend whose parental units believe it is irresponsible not to forward certain 'warnings' especially the one about gang member initiations (the gang member 'to-be' drives around without their car lights on and then kills you if you flash your lights at them). Course these same parental units believe that it is your civil duty to purchase lottery tickets when the pot gets about $80 million. (Can't disagree with that).

Generally I do not engage in 'forwarding.' Hence, Lord knows how many times I've damned myself to seven (or more) years of bad luck by breaking the chain. But I don't mind being the receiver of the forward; please don't view this statement as an open invitation to start mailing me random amounts of crap. I'm saying that I appreciate the ones I already receive. It's awfully nice to receive an email that says 'Happy Friday' or 'Do you know how special you are?' regardless of the cheese contained within. Good karma. I thank you 'forwarders' for brightening my day!