Too much time to think is another story. For most of us, when we didn't have our head in the refrigerator, the time to think afforded by all the Covid 19 hysteria has been a challenge. For Americans of working age the prospect of unemployment, reduced working hours or more time with the kids is scary enough but, for those of us on the senior tour, the reality of a clock rapidly running down with little chance of overtime is petrifying. The sudden realization of being in a race with eternity and the encroaching physical limits of old age is suddenly writ large on the no longer very BIG screen of life. How much time do I have? What do I want to do with it? Can I bounce the check to the funeral home? All are major points to ponder at this juncture.
As a result of this government mandated navel gazing, I have put together a list of things I want to accomplish with whatever time I have left. There are also certain experiences I have decided to either leave untried, or, having tried them before, never to repeat. You may or may not agree with what I have decided here but, I have chosen to never again give a rat's ass about what others think regarding what I say or do. That being said, here are a few of my do's and don'ts for the time I have left:
I will never EVER give money to any politician. It only encourages them and they are the worst people on the planet.
I will try having a slice of apple pie with beef gravy poured over it. It sounds awful, but I hear good things.
I will never attend an opera. Those things are death by music.
I will go to Vietnam. The Army sent me to Kansas instead and I want to see what I missed. All the guys in Kansas who had been to Vietnam said, "Nam' was better."
I will never watch another reality TV show. Those things are proof positive that the world has an unending supply of morons.
I won't return to Europe. How many churches and castles does anybody need to see? Also, their hotels are crap.
I will buy at least one more Corvette or Mustang convertible. There is nothing like a rag top no matter how old you are or how little hair you have to blow in the breeze.
I will never spend another January-March in northern Idaho. Too snowy and too cold. Anyone who does is still farting snowflakes in July.
I will no longer agree with idiots. Being polite only encourages them.
I will stop buying fishing licenses. Every year I do and every year I never go. Time to live dangerously and risk fishing naked.
I will shave more frequently. I hate doing it but my whiskers are white now and make me look like Gabby Hayes after a bad night.
I will eat more raw oysters. They are my favorite food, so why not?
I will listen more closely to good stories from real characters. They are true treasures.
I will never waste a minute on CNN or MSNBC. Journalism has been on vacation at both for their entire existence.
I will never take a well tanned person seriously.
I will not be led into temptation. I can find the way myself.
I will NOT take accordion or banjo lessons and will avoid people who play them at all costs.
I will spend more time listening to traditional jazz. It is America's gift to the world and Americans are the only people who don't know it.
I will avoid all prostate exams and biopsies. They are unnecessary and only recommended by doctors who have a boat payment due.
I will never take a dog's temperature in church. (Good to have one you know you can keep.)
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