Alex, I'd like to Buy a Kidney Please

Well, for those who voted in the poll, we have 5 donors out there and 3 non-donors.  I'm an organ donor and I have the heart on my driver's license to prove it.  I don't care what they take. I just hope that maybe some of it can be of use to somebody.

If you click on the title, there's an excellent information site on organ donation.  If you decide to donate your organs, be sure and check with your state.  They all have different forms you have to fill out.  And be sure to let your family know your intention.  Or, you could just tattoo your body.

If you are thinking of donating your body to science, which is a whole other ball game, I totally recommend the book Stiff by Mary Roach.  Funny as hell and very informative.  Although, it might make you rethink your choice.  But, maybe not.  Hey, doctor's have to practice cosmetic surgery on somebody.

Living Wills

Well, the poll results were less than stellar on the living wills. Only five people voted. One of those people has a living will. Good on you. The other four, time to think about that. Including me. Note to self.

Next poll is, drum roll please, Are you an organ donor? Please vote. It makes me feel happy inside. You do want that don't you? September is a hard enough month, let's make it a little bit brighter.

I'm going to do a bit of research about what happens when you donate your organs, what you need to do, etc. But don't hold your breath about this post. I don't want anyone to pass out on me while I troll the internet for interesting tidbits.

Take care. And remember to floss.

The Bucket List

My sister-in-law's father died last year.  His passing caused her to compose a bucket list.  For those of you who don't know what that is, it is a list of things that you want to accomplish before you die, or "kick the bucket."  Some of the things she put on her list-- skydiving, riding in a hot air balloon, and river rafting.  On her Facebook page, after inquiring that I wanted to see her list and why, she replied "I'm not afraid of dying, I'm afraid of not living."

This got me to thinking about things I wanted to do or see by the time I die.  I couldn't create a list.  I think it's because I pretty much do everything I've wanted to do, much to the chagrin or annoyance of the people who know me.  I've gone skydiving, but it wasn't a big wish of mine.  I kind of got dragged along with my sister.  I had a blast and was going to pursue diving solo, but then the guy that I did my first tandem jump with died a couple of weeks after my first jump.  He was doing a tandem jump with a woman celebrating her birthday.  That incident pretty much sealed the deal that I didn't want to risk my life for that rush of adrenaline.  I'd always have my first jump and the memory of how awesome that felt.

Traveling?  Sure, there are places I'd like to go, but I wouldn't feel that my life was any less rich because I hadn't seen the pyramids in Egypt or the Great Barrier Reef.  I'd love to spend a summer in Europe, but being the realist that I am, it's probably not going to happen until Publisher's Clearing House shows up at my door, or I pick the winning lotto numbers.

I'd love to publish a book and also get my screenplay sold and made into a kick ass movie.  BUT, those wishes are dependent on the fickle whims of anonymous people.  I'm trying to accomplish those things, but I can't make them happen.  I can only try.  And I do try.  I try a lot.  Ask anyone who knows me and they will tell you.  I'm a determined person.  Kind of like a pit bull, only nicer.

So, if you click on the title link, it will take you to a web page where you can compose your own bucket list.

I'd love for you to share some of your dreams with me right here.  It's okay to comment.  I won't bite.