You Did WHAT???
I've been in a bit of a funk for a little while now. I have this urge to do something exciting, out of character, maybe even a little scary. Not "boo" scary but more like "you did WHAT?!!" scary. Or maybe something goofy, like I used to do in high school. Who am I kidding? Like I used to do up until a few years ago. Maybe I’m having a midlife crisis….or maybe it’s just spring fever....or boredom...or maybe I just need a good vacation. The problem is I have no idea what I want to do to scratch this itch. I've started a list but I don't think I've hit on it yet. Any ideas???
- Take a week off work and drive up the coast. Stopping at any place that looks interesting. Who wouldn't want to see the world's largest ball of twine?
- Sail around the Caribbean island-hopping for a summer
- Meet a bartender there named Raul (No, not Denny's Raul)
- Get a tattoo
- Drive a car around Daytona for a few laps at top speed
- Not wreck it into the wall on Turn 1
- Lay on a nude beach
- Leave on a moment's notice to Rome for the weekend (No, not Rome, GA...the other Rome)
- Meet a bartender there named Giovanni
- Be an extra in a movie
- Learn to drive a motorcycle
- Fall in love…again
- Walk into McDonald's at 10:31 a.m. in my pjs with bunny slippers on, no make-up, hair unbrushed and demand to be served breakfast
- Say yes when someone dares me to do something without thinking about the consequences
6 Comments:
Go with the motorcycle. Harley-Davidson / Buell actually has a program to teach people to ride. Then you can get an emblem sewn on a leather jacket and begin terrorizing the locals, weather permitting of course. Mothers, lock up your sons! :)
Hey, I thought you were going to Costa Rica with me! :)
I think you should do any/all of them and then come here and blog about. I have to live vicariously thru someone...so why not you? ;)
Grant - That turned out to be a really good tip...thanks. hehehe...it's really just an excuse to buy leather pants and new boots.
PQ - I am! I am!! You think I'm kidding...I'd leave today.
Hmmm....well like I suggested to Cakes, Paradise Lakes Resort, Tampa Florida is a pretty good place to go naked in peace.
I don't like tats. I'm sure you are quite pretty without (or without any more) unless you want to put a large portrait of me in a loin cloth holding a spear between your shoulder blades on your back in multi-color. That is OK; go ahead.
Rick - Oh, sure. You get your likeness engraved on a gold medal and now you think you deserve to be emblazened on everything. I see how you are! ;)
I'm just restless. I want to put a note on the front door saying I'll be back in a month and just let the wind blow me wherever it desires.
they all sound intriguing.... personally i'd like to hop a train to anywhere..... sort of like an old hobo or something.
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