Dawg: I doubt that the sinus infection would have much effect on my method of gas but I also have a little pleurisy to go with it. Like I commented before, I want this to be like laying down for a nap with absolutely no pain or discomfort involved.
I was flipping through the channels yesterday and came across an old Star Trek re-run in which Warf said â€œit is a good day to die.â€ That got me thinking, what would be a good day to die for me?
First I assume that my eventual fate will or cannot be changed and that I only had (like) a Genie wishes for the way my last day would run. Keep in mind that I intend this to be strictly hyperbole and is not meant to demean in any way another personâ€™s predicament.
First, the day has to have perfect weather with hardly a cloud in the sky, Humidity about 30% and a light breeze blowing between 5 and 8 MPH. (that would be about 2 on the Beauford Scale), the temperature around 76 degrees F. ( 24 degrees C) Â and a nice tanning index. 😉
I would wake up at about 9 am, and have my busty companion (brunette) preparing me Eggs Benedict, Papua New Guinea coffee and OJ mixed with Champagne.
After breakfast, I would get dressed in my designer clothes and my companion would put on a light cotton dress with a red bustierÂ and a wide rim hat held on by a scarf.Â Â Â Shut up, it is my fantasy.
Leaving the mansion through the garage, I would walk past my Bugatti Veyron EB 16.4 and opt for the more conservative Jaguar XKR Convertible 5.0 Liter V8 Supercharged with the 1000 watt stereo option.
I would then drive up (or down) a coastal highway stereo blasting, going at least 80mph with the convertible top down.Â Around 1 pm we would stop at some expensive snooty restaurant for lunch and I would order two giant lobster tails with 8 ounces of hot clarified butter and a side order of steamed broccoli. I must have the broccoli so the meal will be healthy.Â We would then conclude with healthy Tiramisu.
When we left the restaurant, I would drive another 45 minutes to a marina where I dock my Formula 40 cabin cruiser and then proceed at high speed along the coast line. Of course the waves would be minimal and the trip would be smooth.Â Just before sunset, we would stop in the water and watch the sun set below the horizon. Due to perfect planning and navigation on my part we would be only 5 minutes from the marina. We would tie up at the dock, and my companion would give me a gentle kiss on the lips, and I would give her cab fare to get home and I would go sit on the end of the dock and croak peacefully. 🙁
Now wait a minute before you complain, did you really expect this to have a happy ending?Â At least I gave my companion cab fare to get home so she would not have to watch me dieâ€¦that was damn considerate of me.
Hahaha,Â where is a good Genie to grant you many wishes when you really need them. None around!Â Story of my life!
On second thoughts, if I had the beautiful brunette and she was into me for me and not my millions, I might decide to live a while longer at the last minute.Â I guess I will never know.
Have a good laugh on me. 🙂