I do not go softly into that good night

On the way to work I was thinking about what I call the ‘Mortality Complex’, or more accurately the ‘Immortality Falsehood’ – that we all have when we’re young – that we’re immortal.. it’s not until either death comes too close (a relative or friend) or we age and see our approaching mortality that we realize that there’s just an inkling of a possibility that we might not live forever. There’s been some things that I’ve wanted to do, so I’m making my list of stuff to do ‘Some Day’ and also a list of things to read ‘Some Day’. So as I think of them I’ll put them up here.

More out of context.

Your favorite, and mine too! A Special edition, just for my wife.

“we need to get those southern baptists on the bang wagon”

“…before my mother in law comes in with the white glove”

“spare the taser and spoil the child”

“maybe i can just tee off her morphine drip instead”

“What’s the chance that you’d just die?”
“Maybe ten percent.”
“I’m hungry, and I like those odds.”

Nyah Nyah, I’m better than you.

I’m better than you and you and you. Because I’ve posted for *3* days in a row! Ahahaha!

I realized that for christmas I got one of the most kick-ass gifts ever: Season one of the A-Team! Let’s hear a big hurrah for children of the 80’s! I can remember living vicariously, through Bo & Luke, Michael Knight, Hannibal & BA, Airwolf and a little girl named ‘Punky’ (Yes, I admit it!) and lots of others. Man, they just don’t make TV like that anymore.

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