- Marry someone who wants to fly.
- Visit New Orleans during Mardi Gras (since 1994, I've been dreaming).
- Learn to play the banjo. I seriously love the sound it makes. Stop making fun of me. Also, marry someone who plays guitar, because it's the sexiest thing alive. Stop, already.
- Get credibility in a field which I respect. Preferably animal-related.
- Gain respect from others in that field.
- Visit Australia. Play with native animals, roam freely, see natives of Australia. Pet a wombat. Attempt to smuggle said wombat into USA.
- Go back to France. Visit the parts of Italy I missed out upon. Visit Germany. Visit Great Britian. Have a kick ass time.
- Visit Asia, at some point.
- Learn to scuba dive. Employ said knowlege.
- Windjammer cruise.
- Help build or rebuild a home in a foreign country. Realize that it's not only heros who do this sort of thing. Realize that I am a hero for doing it too.
- Sit at home while Lisa and Bruce watch the cars go 'round in circles.
- Fantasy Fest in Key West.
- Produce a book, period.
- Visit all the major brewery tours in the US.
- Watch my friend and my fiance create music that will reach the masses.
- Be published.
- Marry a pirate (of some sort or another).
- Not be ashamed at performing karaoke.
- Be a regular at a karaoke bar that never makes me feel ashamed of myself.
- See more concerts.
- Buy a house. Any house, really. We can furnish the basement ourselves.
- Own at least one more big dog in my life.
- Own at least one small dog in my life.
- Vacation as much as is possible, for the rest of my life. Living anywhere I feel needs vacationing to more often than once (that's a tall order, I know).
There you are. The list of things I'd like to do, when compaired to the list of things my fiance would like to do, in his/our lifetime(s).
1 comment:
Marry a pirate. Hardy Har Har. And arrrrgggh.
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