What is your ideal life?

Hi Shay:

I would visit my family in Texas every month.

They are in Dallas. I am in Long Beach, CA.

You never know how much you miss someone...or something...

If I had a lot of money, I would also sponsor 100 of those third world kids you see on TV by Christian Children's Fund.

I love kids...don't have any...yet...but I love them...

Pavon

I'd live on a cruise ship, have a good-looking girlfriend (or two or three...), and visit all different kinds of places around the world.

Seriously, and if money were not a factor (ie: if I were filthy rich), I'd hire a group of select individuals to work for me, talking to people and finding people who need a bit of help financially. Perhaps it's a family man who just needs a good car to replace the one that's about to die on him, so he can get to work. Raising a family makes it very hard to save up to buy another used car. Or maybe someone needs a new roof on their home but can't afford it. Or maybe someone is homeless and just needs a shower, a haircut, a good meal, a warm place to live and a hand up so they can get back to work and become part of society again. Not all of the homeless are mentally ill and it can be extremely difficult to find employment when you don't have a car or a place to simply shower or wash your clothes, things most of us take for granted.

Maybe it's someone who has a good, solid plan to start their own business but they don't have the start-up capital, and their loan isn't large enough for banks to give them the time of day. For many, a couple thousand bucks would be a godsend.

Just buying people a brand new pair of shoes could help change their lives for the better. Or maybe someone needs a few suits to get that better job but can't afford it.

It would be a great personal satisfaction for me to be in a position to help others with small monetary gifts ($100 to $10,000 range perhaps).

I would be able to die a happy man.

Has anyone heard the saying the more you give the more you get? It's true. It works. Sometimes when I have extra money on me while checking out at the grocery store, I'll hand the cashier an extra $20 bill and quietly tell her to put it on the next person's bill.

No, I don't know the person behind me, but I assure you, it makes me feel better, it certainly gets the cashier's attention (most cashiers are honest enough to actually do it) and the person behind me will be impressed enough that perhaps they, too, will help someone out for no reason other than to just be nice to someone.

And I never seem to miss the money. More always comes my way.

If enough of us do things like that this world would become a better place.

I would have a home on the beach in Costa Rica or Florida and Arizona during hurricane season and just come home during the summer so I'd never have to be cold. And never see snow or ice in person. And I'd surround myself with friends, (certain) family because any life without love or a friend is in vain. I'd have lotsa bedrooms so any friends can come stay with me anytime. I'd even let Bev come to cook me Thai curry.

I'd have a party every week , if I were rich I'd sponsor 100 more kids thru compassion who live in poverty. Also I'd go rollerblading and swimming every day and do kickboxing several times a week. And being rich I'd be money bags to any friends or family in hard financial times

And I'd get some cute pet raccoons and cockatoos and baby sulcatta tortoises and bunnies. And goats, goats are cute too.

That's my ideal life.

Oh I'm craving dumplings.

No, don't much care for goats. They do their thing and I do mine.

It really makes no difference if the person behind me is a complete a**, rich or not. It's just the simple gesture that might finally sink into their brain and cause them to do something nice for someone else, and if not, oh, well, they just don't get it. But I do and it would make me feel better just to do it.

Careful with those racoons, AG. They'd open the bird cages and let the cockatoos loose, would think the tortoise's are clams and try to open them and be best buds with the bunnies but not you, unless you came bearing gifts (of food!)

I would have major acreage of woods and streams and a pond in the mountains with a claim to gemstones or gold in the back 40 and an 8 or 9 room log cabin with large windows overlooking paradise with a guest cabin or two where friends could visit and have their own little corner of privacy while visiting. I would spend most of my time rockhounding with friends I've made on my rockhound site and take trips with them in a humvee limo out to gemstone digs. LOL - why not a touch of luxury? Hahahhaha.

I would fund major services to save animals from abuse, neglect - wildlife habitats for our endangered wild friends and also reforestation projects to give them new homes and bring the world ecology back to stabilization. I would also fund major projects to educate people on birth control and FUND birth control itself (sterilization clinics) and aid in education toward developing ecologically minded societies.

LOL I can already see it- HeySal's Sterilization Clinic. Free sterilization for everyone. I'm getting that surgery done soon. There's a 30 day waiting period to get it.

Good Choice Val. I had it done when I was 25 - didn't want kids and figured I could adopt if I ever changed my mind. There's a lot already here that need love and care. People hounded me for it, but I have never regretted it even a tad.

You'll have a bit of discomfort for about 24 hours, so just plan to sleep for a day or two afterwards, or lay on a couch and watch TV. It's not bad though - nothing to be nervous about.

You'll be amazed at what the freedom from that little nagging worry in the back of your head - you know the one "what if..." will do for you. I think any woman who wants no - or no more - children should have it done - it's a great feeling to know life plans are not going to accidentally be altered by a whoops of that magnitude.

I'd move to Texas to be closer to what little bit of family I have.

I'd raise Peacocks.

I'd sail a red sail boat.

I'd buy Valerie a pair of baby raccoons for Valentines day.

I'd quit pretending I really want to retire, get off my ass and
make another fortune. (I really really want just one more time
at bat.)

I'd dance in the moonlight with Sal. (I think we'd get along very
well as I am somewhat hard of hearing.)

I'd pack in to the Texas hill country on horse back to go bird hunting.
(But definitely not with Cheney)

Quote - "I'd dance in the moonlight with Sal. (I think we'd get along very
well as I am somewhat hard of hearing.)"

Wow, you're quite the daredevil, aren't you?

Sal, is it just a little discomfort or is it a little more painful? Do you get pain medication after the surgery? I'm such a big baby, but I'm not nervous at all, I'm glad.

Ohhhhh Peacocks!!!! I forgot about them. They sure are cute. I'd get peacocks too and a pet turkey.

Yaaay Thomas, if you ever get rich, I'll be watching for some cute baby raccoons!!!!

I live on the outskirts of Tampa and we are just about over
run with raccoons. I live trap them all the time and relocate
them waaaaay out in the swamps. A couple of years ago I
heard a commotion out in the back yard and I went out and
found I had, by accident, trapped a half grown bobcat. I
relocated him/her too. Worst part was getting the trap open
with that thing raising a racket and clawing at me.

Valerie, you do realize that baby raccoons grow up to be big
fat adults and they don't actually make good pets.

Tom

EDIT: I tried to attach a really cool Peacock picture but I can't remember
how to do it. I use it as my wallpaper.

AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH how dare you catch cute raccoons and not bring them to me!!!!! You need to relocate them to me. You think adults don't make good pets, you haven't seen Outlaw the raccoon.

PS- I want a bobcat too. Catch me one of those.

LOL - Thomas, I only have one eardrum myself - we may just get along at that - I do love to dance.

Valerie - Here's how it all goes:

You go in and they put you to bed and give you majorly stoning drugs.
You call the nurse Mergatriod a few times, throw up and laugh about it
Then they come by and put you on a rolling table and cart you off to the operating room. You are so stoned you giggle and call the team a few more rediculous names - tell the nurse she's a bitch when she refuses to bring you a glass of asti and a cigarette, by which time they are giving you something to knock you out completely and you just drift merrily off into limbo.

Then later you wake up and realize you are in a different room. The nurse will come over and you tell her you are ready to go home then fall asleep again. You wake up again and tell them you are ready to go home and they tell you that you have to drink a glass of Verners (or whatever they give you there) and go to bathroom first. You drink the vernors - go to the bathroom and throw it up, then come back out and say "okay can I go now?"
Whoever is taking you home (don't think about driving yourself) will walk with you as they take you out in a wheelchair (hospital rules). You will feel nothing - still will be dopey.

Then you sleep off and on going home, get home crash out on the couch. You'll sleep more than be awake that day but when you wake up you will feel some cramping - no worse really than a monthly. You will get a few fleating pains here and there throughout your torso as the gas they used in the surgery rises. That bothered me most as it rose to just under my collar bone near my arms - but it's not that bad and it doesn't hurt that long.

If you are bothered more than that you can take an aspirin I suppose. For me, I slept for most of the 24 hours afterward so I missed most of the time that would have been most uncomfortable - not bad enough really to call it hurting. Your stomach will be a tad soar for a few days - but nothing overly miserable. They will tell you not to work for a week, but you will feel okay to do so a day or two afterward - enjoy the rest of the time off, you'll feel fine.

And that's all there is to it, Val. It's really no big deal.

Wait a minute. Why do the three of you figure its always up
to the woman. Somewhere there's a guy in the mix too. Surgery
is a two way street.


Tom

EDIT: OK, somebody tell me how to attach that picture. I've been
trying to do it for 30 minutes.

I don't care if a woman is married or not - It is HER body which must carry the child and it is her that will be raising that child for 18 years of her own life. If she doesn't want to do that, it is her full right as a human to sterilize herself, and if the guy that she is with doesn't like that decision he needs to get another woman.

Remember - a woman can be persuaded to have a kid she doesn't want - but Daddy that did the persuading can disappear any damned time he wants to after she has it and she's stuck with a lifestyle she wouldn't have decided upon without coercion or even threats. All he has to do is open the wallet and shell out a few bucks and his obligations are over.

Sal and Shay will explain it to you Valerie. My Exwife and I decided

it like adults, rock, paper, scissors.

Tom

Yeah Thomas - sometimes there isn't a way to compromise about an issue that important, and like it or not, women hold the key to that car. It's okay though, cause guys have the keys to a lot of other cars that they don't compromise over, too. It all works out fairly in the long run.

OK Valerie here are your Valentines

Hmm, I'd be living in a nice house with my girl, and we'd be going to all the things I have never had money for before.

We'd go to comic cons, video game cons, Knobb Creek Kentucky Machine Gun Shoot, and many many other things.

We'd be going to the nerdiest places on earth, because she wants to go with me, and thats all I want.

What? Val's not married? Why, what with wanting a bobcat (might as well get a really good medical plan while you're at it), racoons, rocks flying through the windows, not to mention the Knobb Creek Kentucky Machine Gun Shoot, I just can't imagine why not!

She must need to carry a big stick to beat back all those good-hearted Kentucky redneck boys falling head over heels in love with her...

making money from my home comfort, what can i beg more from God!

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Ideal Life: Season tickets to the Raptors and Leafs. Also a private jet that would take me to every New Orleans saints game.

Big house, a couple dogs and I GUESS a family lol.

I'd travel the world. Dancing the night away in a night club in every country. I'd sail the sea. I'd shop in Milan, Paris, New York and Rodeo Drive of course. I'd attend the Oscars and Grammys. I'd give my family a month's pay so they all can freely take off work to enjoy every amusement park in the world with me. Disney World is first. I could go on and on. I've got big dream, ya know.

I want to live with my family in Spain or other European country. And work at home.

Being with a brave but gentle man who's madly in love to me,
Living in a house with a garden.
Maybe with a dog or a cat.
Loving and serene atmospheres
Then with unchanging love and vows..

What the heck am I saying? This kind of ideal life stays only beneath the stars..hehe..^^
I am now living in a busy place inside a city with a cold atmosphere..^^

If money, time and education were not a factor, what would your ideal life be like?

If time, money, and education were not an issue, my life will probably be boring. I need some challenge.

I read on Yahoo that Octomom now has an agent.

What's next?

Tom

Work online 20hrs a week, Three vacations a year and be able to support my other five hobbies!

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