I don't imagine a lot of older people writing something on this wall. It's the kind of thing youth would do because death is more of an abstract concept to them. When you're edging ever closer to that first step on the up escalator to the far beyond, it's more like before I die, I guess it might be a good idea to make a will and prepay my funeral expenses.
They have those scooters in LA. Last I was there, I was walking down San Vincente , saw one, decided to try it. Made it about 100 yards before it died. Oh well.
Althouse didn’t write. Althouse took pics. Only wanted to photograph the wall, but that big group of ladies was swarming the place so I had to include them. They were so into it. They were reading it out loud. When they got to “Meet Santa,” they went, “Aw!” Not ironically. They really thought it was sweet.
I guess Stormy Daniels has been taken off many bucket lists. That woman is not discreet. I think she has probably ruined it all for the rest of the pornstars. I'm sure there are any number of rich guys who would like to to contemplate the ephrmerality of life on earth during a rendezvous with a pornstar, but all that hassle defeats the purpose of the rendezvous.
The problem is, with such notions, it’s an ‘or’ situation: you either write it down OR you do it. I suspect a lot of the people that write such things don’t do what they have actually written.
Real achievement comes from our secret desires, not from our announcement of how great we are going to be.
My bucket list is not for publication or, for that matter, realization. I'm hoping my life wil make up in quantity for what it has lacked in quality, but voicing such sentiments will probably hex my next biopsy. I never got to the sunny uplands but I dodged the abyss. Just the fact that you lived long enough to understand the pointlessness of your existence is an enviable achievement.
The comments on the wall (that I can read) seem terribly bland and drippy, as if no thought has been put into them beyond watching a few TV commercials. They have no individuality. Everybody wants to pet a puppy and go to China.
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Authorities in SF are now impounding them for extra cash because millennials just dump 'em anywhere like cigarette butts.
I wouldn’t sign that wall.
Before I die I want to celebrate my 110th birthday by climbing Mt Everest and making love to my wife.
Before I die... I want to hit the Mississippi in a boat I've yet to buy...
LOVE/breast implants. No context needed.
Meade’s handiwork?
Judging by the pictures, and aspirations proclaimed, then I can see that It's only women writing on the board??
I don't imagine a lot of older people writing something on this wall. It's the kind of thing youth would do because death is more of an abstract concept to them. When you're edging ever closer to that first step on the up escalator to the far beyond, it's more like before I die, I guess it might be a good idea to make a will and prepay my funeral expenses.
But, I eat right and exercise, so I'm never gonna die.
I like the answer: "Love Elise every day." It seems wrong, because it's not an item to be checked off.
Looks like a chick thing.
Truly love someone who loves me back.
Take Stormy Daniels out for a rigorous evening of bowling, beer-drinking and love-making. Not necessarily in that order.
Punch the person who coined "bucket list".
Now I'm going to have this going through my head all day.
Or this.
That’s funny. The only two things left on my bucket list are to take a cruise to Alaska and see the Burgess Shale.
Was the image of "travel everywhere" chosen on purpose?
They have those scooters in LA. Last I was there, I was walking down San Vincente , saw one, decided to try it. Made it about 100 yards before it died. Oh well.
What did Althouse write? "To write an opera about squirrels"
Althouse didn’t write. Althouse took pics. Only wanted to photograph the wall, but that big group of ladies was swarming the place so I had to include them. They were so into it. They were reading it out loud. When they got to “Meet Santa,” they went, “Aw!” Not ironically. They really thought it was sweet.
As expected, most are uninspired treacle. But I bet a few are brilliant. I just don't see them.
Think of the answers for "After I die I want to..."
I guess Stormy Daniels has been taken off many bucket lists. That woman is not discreet. I think she has probably ruined it all for the rest of the pornstars. I'm sure there are any number of rich guys who would like to to contemplate the ephrmerality of life on earth during a rendezvous with a pornstar, but all that hassle defeats the purpose of the rendezvous.
The problem is, with such notions, it’s an ‘or’ situation: you either write it down OR you do it. I suspect a lot of the people that write such things don’t do what they have actually written.
Real achievement comes from our secret desires, not from our announcement of how great we are going to be.
My bucket list is not for publication or, for that matter, realization. I'm hoping my life wil make up in quantity for what it has lacked in quality, but voicing such sentiments will probably hex my next biopsy. I never got to the sunny uplands but I dodged the abyss. Just the fact that you lived long enough to understand the pointlessness of your existence is an enviable achievement.
The comments on the wall (that I can read) seem terribly bland and drippy, as if no thought has been put into them beyond watching a few TV commercials. They have no individuality. Everybody wants to pet a puppy and go to China.
I want to write a biography of Lord Brougham.
and why is it only women writing on the wall? Men have more pride.
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