I'm going to take up heavy drinking, smoking three no four packs of cigarettes a day with the occasional five cigars, play chicken in heavy traffic, eat tons of fatty foods, trash my PC, sell all my musical equipment and buy a pickup truck, drive around swearing and cussing at everyone, go live on a farm, load the livestock with all sorts of biological growth hormones and whither away to oblivion as the fattest person on earth in bed watching Oprah give away things that aren’t hers to give away in the first place!
But first, I want to visit Italy.
News at eleven!
Sure. The whole worlds crazy but I'm alright!
Oh, I forgot ... sell all my music books and buy a gardening guide for people who hate gardening because it makes no sense to plant hundreds of dollars in annuals just to pull them out in two or three months! Very therapeutic!