Tag Archives: Bucket List

On jumping out of an airplane.

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More than one of you mentioned Jumping Out Of An Airplane as a bucket list item.

I just can’t figure out why.

Ok. Maybe it’s My Current Fragility–the same Fragility that keeps me from signing up on Failin.gs right now–or it may be the fact that I already experience the “thrill” of slight hints of worry and anxiety on a weekly basis (mostly unfounded) so I’m not looking for actual legit reasons to panic. Either way, I can’t for-the-life-of-me figure out why someone would eagerly raise their hand if asked “ok, so, who in the room would like to go jump out of a plane?”

Not.

Me.

It’s the whole “you could really die” thing that’s getting in the way. My mom is probably thinking that this is in direct contradiction to my desire to turn a corner at 50-miles-an-hour. And, yes, I know rolling a car is a potential life-threatening activity. But, still, it’s not the same as free-falling. In the air. For an extended period of time. Especially when there’s that looming question of whether or not the parachute will open.

I don’t need that kind of excitement in my life.

Now, that doesn’t mean I don’t wanna watch the video of your jowls flapping as you scream your lungs out at 90-bazillion-gravitational-miles-per-hour. Oh yes I want to see it.

And I will applaud!

So, for all you thrill-seeking Bucket-Listers (ok. Maybe the Bourne in me fits that description) we need documentation of the event! I’m talking pictures, videos (including screaming-your-head-off audio) and the like!

Oh. And guess what? I got a call this week. I might be able to fulfill this bucket-list dream sooner rather than later! Stay tuned!

1 reason why I’ve never had a bucket list…. until last week.

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The only reason why I’ve never had a bucket list is this: disappointment.

Period.

That’s it. See, the things we put on our ‘bucket list’ are things we really want to do before we “kick the bucket,” right? But what if we can’t do them? What if they are outrageous or superfluous or impossible?

It all ends up in a big disappointment… That’s why I’ve never bothered to have a bucket list. I don’t want to sign up for any more disappointment.

Until recently… I recently came up with one really cool thing I’d wanna do before I “kick the bucket” and it’s disappointment free; if I don’t do it, I’ll still be ok. I’ll survive.

But MAN I’d love to do this if I could. And I, in some half-awake nap stage, decided that I’d start a bucket list just to officially declare to friends and fate that I really wanna do this.

Yes, it’s the only item I have on my bucket list. But that doesn’t matter. What matters is that I now have a bucket list. And that fact alone makes me feel like I’m alive! Like I’m actually finally living–taking life by the horns and claiming my 8 seconds. (Or something leathery and gloved and dusty and daring like that.)

So, friends and fate, listen up!! I want to experience one of those high-speed driving courses. Yes. I want to drive (not like Sydney Bristow, as most of you would expect) but like Jason Bourne.

I wanna go all “Jason Bourne” behind the wheel, y’all…

Ah huh.

So what’s on your bucket list?