Down by a pond near my home something took my eye. Nothing unusual mind you, unless perhaps you are in a thinking half-state as We were at the time. A squad of ducks came marching to the beat of the TI Duck. (Training Instructor or DI---Drill Instructor for you GI Geeks---after all of these years I still think fondly of mine---his mother must have been twice unmarried to drop a jerk like that, ahem!) Anyway, Sgt. Duck would quack orders of some sort and the whole patrol did whatever at the same time and being in a meditative degree of thought this order of processing recognized the difference between a group of chickens vs. a trail of ducks. Having been raised on a farm something finally lit in my weak brainI have known for ages that with barnyard of chickens, not all of the birds get the same amount of food that is given them and---that ducks in marching order just about do. THE MORAL is: chickens are like random generators what food (numbers) are cast is what you get if you are fast enough and because the ducks are orderly to a degree, they all get an almost equal amount wether or not the chickens are present, reason being that say there are ten ducks---one will run the chickens off and the other nine will eat. In circumspect, the duck that didn't eat will feed next time because the squad rotates jobs and another quacker won't eat. This is known as orderly rotation. So, what we have here is protection (saving one or all last winning digits); small but equal amounts per bird( suggests when doing next days number write ups that you keep your add on digits within site or about seven days---this is generally what we did on recon patrol); and equal amounts of food suggests to me that when a digit is set for the next run, it can be mirrored (side by side or added to or detracted from: meaning one higher or one lower than the posted digit. Not once, did wheeling fit into the scenerio (except for the chickens). The easiest way to enjoy food is at a group gathering with protection; sort of one for all and all for one---and I can find no arguement for thinking in terms of lotto math in this fashion of course there is that damned---DI Duck---you never know what's on his/her evil mind! 

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