Apparently I've got until December 2059.
Well, hell. If I learn one language and one musical instrument every five years, which seems perfectly reasonable, that's ten more of each I can gather up before I go. Not so bad, really. Let's check in in 2039 and see how things are going.
Y'all should go find out your departure dates so we can plan who's going to carry me up onto the mountain.
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Sorry dude, I'd carry you up but I've got until 2050, age 70. Apparently cancer is going to get yours truly, too. Still, that's a lot of trading days left. Hopefully I'll go after market close.
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