Here's my updated "to do before I die" list:

...see how many five-year-olds I could take in a fight, spit bullets, drive a flaming ice cream truck through a wall of ice cream, defeat ONE specimen of horrible fauna in Australia, start a bar fight, go streaking through the Vatican (or a large church ceremony), write video-game story-lines, gain the ability to sense generally bad people, punch Stephanie Meyer in her stupid face while wearing a large signet ring, own a self-sufficient house, have Tom Waits read me bedtime stories, buy a domestically-raised fox, go drinking with the guys of Rooster Teeth...and write some books. Not much, really. =3

All of this is possible, I'm sure of it.


--Murp--