Maybe he'll give me a tip

My bartender won the lottery.

He's a 25-year-old who works at a bar in Kenmore Square called Cornwall's. I've been going there off and on since college, but a lot in the last three years or so. He makes a mean black and tan if you're in the neighborhood. There's also a picture of this cute dog on the wall, so it's a nice place.

Anyway, Billy the hatless bartender won $1 million on a $20 scratch ticket that's part of the Massachusetts Lottery's new Billion Dollar Blockbuster game. That's an expensive scratch ticket, for sure, but it worked out for him. He gets $50K a year for 20 years, which he said works out to about $36,000 annually after taxes. He's going to keep his job.

I don't really play the lottery, but I love thinking about what I'd do with the money if I won. Curse of the Lottery aside, I would of course travel and buy a couple houses. But I think my real dream would be to buy a vineyard and begin a career as a vinter.

How about you?