A few odds and ends before I shut down for the night. Sometimes I think that I was born 20 years too late and 20 years too early. Yes, that is a contradiction, but I am consistent in my contradictions.
Money doesn’t make you happier, but it does a damn fine job of helping you discover the things that do. I am not materialistic, at least I don’t really think so. But I admit that I have a list of things that I want that require more than just a couple of bucks.
Here is an incomplete list of those things:
- I’d like to have a house that includes a library. I want built in shelves and a media center inside it with big overstuffed chairs and a fireplace.
- I want to travel more often than I have been as of late. I’d like to visit every continent at least once.
- I’d like to have enough cash to go back to school just for the heck of it. It might be nice to get a degree that is useless for no other reason than for fun.
- Back to travel, it would be cool to have enough cash to have a private jet.
That is enough for now. All of those are subject to change and or modification at a moments notice, by whim or reason.
I want to write a book, turn it into a screenplay and then make a movie out of it. I have an idea for a character that I want to create. He is separate from the book. Been thinking about him a lot lately, would turn him into a website and a t-shirt.
I still want to do the Ironman when I am 50. It is not important to win, just to finish.
Sometime in the future I think that I’ll move this blog over to WordPress and grab my own domain. It is time to make some changes.
Every time I see someone stick a gun in their waistband I envision a trip to the ER. Let’s be honest, men want to be blown, but how embarrassing would it be to accidentally blow your boys away. How silly.
I have no desire to be on reality television, but if I did I would probably be a villain. It would be far more fun to be a complete caricature of myself. Still, I’d rather not do any of it. I like being an ordinary civilian who can go to the store without being chased by the paparazzi.
Sometimes I look at the popular blogs and roll my eyes. Can’t decide if it is because I am truly envious of their popularity or if it is contempt because of how they made it.
Not sure how I feel about seeing Starbuck on 24. Some things are far more important, but every now and these little details catch my eye. 😉
One more thought,Who do you think was more surprised by the firestorm they landed in, Tiger of Leno?