I thought of another item to put on my bucket list (if it existed): I’d like to become a groupie (or is at a roadie? I need to get my terminology straight before I do it) for a mini donuts stand:
I’d just follow this thing around the country and feed exclusively on “Lil’Orbits” until I die happily and quietly from clogged arteries at some random state’s fairgrounds. Now you could say that I should buy this miracle machine and stay home, but what do I do with my free spirit?
A roadie would actually set up the Lil orbits machine, calibrate the temperature, and make sure there was sufficient electrical service (i.e. an extension cord). This would be an actual job.
A groupie would simply follow the Lil orbits from venue to venue, exchanging promises and sexual favors to gain access to the little fried orbs of joy.
Which sounds better to your free spirit?
you lost me at the “job”
Ha! Which confirms you’d make a better groupie than roadie.
You know, they sell Lil Donutz at the K. Perhaps next time you’re there with your friends who like to invite you, you can try them.
Sorry, I like the donuts but nothing is worth suffering through a baseball game.
The best part of retirement is you can embrace your free spirit. Since you’re young and won’t be enjoying retirement anytime soon (if ever with the direction of our country) I suggest welfare, where you can get paid to embrace your free spirit.