I remember a columnist from Chicago back when the Illinois lottery was a big deal named Mike Ryoko. Big lib and he's dead now I think but he did a couple of columns on the lottery.
He got into this thing about how all the winners were planning on taking a couple of weeks off and then would be back at work. He was able to contact about 20 winners who'd made this statement. Only one had ever returned to work and that one only dropped by to take his former workers out to lunch.
Rush also got into the lottery back in the mid-90s. He had several callers who had won lotterys and he spent quite a bit of time talking with them on their experiences.
Perhaps the most interesting was a guy who'd won about 20M. According to this guy, he spent several days at the state lottery headquarters. They had a three day seminar arranged for him on what to do after the win. Mostly stuff on don't blow it all on new cars and some invest for the future things.
They also gave him some tips on what not to do. One was don't go back home. They told him that there would be any where of up to 100 people standing on his front porch ready to sell him cars, real estate, life insurance, trips, etc. They told him not to go home even to pick up his clothes. (Said hire some one to pick them up and donate them to charity). Said if he went home, they would follow him to where ever he planned to 'hide out'.
They guy said he got so much mail that he had to make special arrangement with the post office. For the first two or three months, he received three or four duffle bags of mail per week full of wonderful offers.
Even though he moved and followed the advice, he still gets phone calls at all hours. Stuff like, 'my second cousin's aunt's daughter was just in a horrible car wreck and they have no insurance. If you cold just send $10,000 through western union to pay....'. He also got some calls from guys he hadn't seen in 20 years along the lines of 'you probably don't remember me but my cousin sat next to you in second grade. I've got this great investment idea...'.
Still, I could live with all that. My plan would involve about 200 acres with very tall fences and very hungry rottweillers. (I've given up on the big breasted, bleached blond bimbos house maids. The missus told me I could have as many as I wanted but she would hire one lawyer for each one of those I hired.)
Probably good advice- stay away from the house. My rule would be simple- if you were my friend when I was borderline destitute, you're my friend when I am loaded. If you only show up when I win the lotto, then you are contemptible and can go pound sand. I don't care what your offer/deal/sob story is. And get the F* off the lawn, or I'll turn the hose on you. :-)
I think FR would be getting a substantial donation- lots of friends here. :-)