Schrödinger’s Lottery Ticket and a Real Gambler
Finding my Schrödinger’s scratch card from last Easter reminded me of the first successful gambler I ever knew. I imagine a conversation.
Finding my Schrödinger’s scratch card from last Easter reminded me of the first successful gambler I ever knew. I imagine a conversation.
In which I fail to provide a clear explanation of the difference between memoir and autobiography, but have fun trying.