It was fun for a while, but I stopped bothering. I already have a weblog with private family stuff and a more public one, but keeping things anonymous is annoying, and I suffer from a lack of interest in writing if I don’t know that anyone’s reading.
Ben Compton's Life List
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1. learn how to drive stick-shift
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2. work for myself
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3. feel okay about lying to people who don't necessarily deserve the truth, like the dental hygenist
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4. get less sleep
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5. invent a funny t-shirt slogan
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6. Get an MFA in creative writing
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7. write a novel
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8. publish a short story
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9. Get a job as a writer for a newspaper or a magazine.
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Well, since I decided to quit the programming game for good, there’s no chance I’ll ever work for MicroSoft. So I am calling this task COMPLETE, even though, technically, the only way I can honestly mark it as complete would be if I died, and then, you know, there would be issues with internet connectivity.
I saw a couple of articles recently about tragic skydiving accidents resulting in death. And sure, people die all the time from skydiving, and a great many more people skydive without incident. But for me it just really struck me, now that I’m a father, that I really can’t just do crazy shit like this whenever I want to. It’s a weird feeling, but I don’t mind it. It just means I won’t be skydiving for a while, if ever. So long, skydiving!
