The world is full of bucket lists. These are articles that tell you how to max out on your life should you be diagnosed with terminal cancer. Being told you’re going to die ain’t fun, so you’d better make the most of the current event before you hit the bucket.
Hence, people climb the Kilimanjaro, ooh at the sight of the Taj Mahal and dance the Samba in Rio in their underpants.
After that, they’re broke. They won’t be able to pay rent, let alone pain medication for their cancer. Death becomes them painfully, miserably curled up in the ditch, cursing the bucket list that sent them there.
As fancy as bucket lists seem, a lot of people simply can’t afford the luxury of extensive travel across the globe. Much less only so that they can say they did it to feel better about an impending death.
It bears to keep in mind that people have been dying for hundreds of thousands of years, too, without much of a brouhaha about it. I doubt many of them considered visiting the last mammoth before Og smashes his skull in.
But that’s beside the point. You know you’re going to die, and you’re broke off you hiney. What are the affordable thrills you never cared to experience but abolutely must, before, you know, darkness embraces you in its cold, terrifying grip like a pair of wet socks?
Drive on the wrong side of the road
This gets the blood pumping. You’ll feel truly alive when other automobilists steer clear, honk and curse at your very being. The oncoming traffic on the M5 freeway isn’t too bad, either.
It is not necessary to travel to one of those oddball countries where it is required to drive on the wrong side of the road. Just get in your car, fasten the seatbelt and go.
If you don’t drive, you can always imagine public transport drives on the wrong side of the road and try catch a bus facing the wrong way at the local bus stop.
Loot garbage bins for food
Tried and tested, and it works. Imagine how you’ll feel when faced with a half-devoured chocolate fudge brownie at the coffee shop bin. It was thrown away by a neurotic woman who bought it in a moment of weakness. Then she threw the other half away in disgust before vomiting in her handbag. Her inner torment is your heaven. Life doesn’t get any better than that. Not to mention that chocolate fudge brownies can cost as much as $7 apiece. Isn’t that great?
You can also hunt local farmers’ markets and other highbrow snobby hippie community market stalls every Saturday after closing time. You’ll experience life like never before at the sight of the edible goods left behind. I heard organic produce is good for you, too.
Some businesses do not appreciate looters. You might face high fences and security dogs. High risks come with high rewards, though, like a box of candy bars. Besides, what is one Mastiff bite in the face of a melanoma?
Which brings us to
Yeah. Smoking kills. So does a terminal disease. Which one is more rewarding? A friend of mine caught melanoma, and a rather malignant one at that. He was diagnosed one week after having stopped smoking for good after a lifetime habit.
I don’t have to tell you what he reckoned. A certain death by the end of the month is cruel, but the bitch is not going to get you. Bear it out by laughing in its face.
It must be noted that smoking isn’t cheap. To the contrary, cigarettes are rather expensive, and becoming more expensive by the day, depending on how the Government is managing the depth of its coffers. Yet most people I know who smoke are piss-poor. That is interesting. Perhaps you can contemplate this paradox during your next ciggie break.
Drink your own piss
You cannot say you have truly lived life until you’ve tasted the warm amber liquid filtered to you by your own kidneys. All you need is a cup. Buy a cheap disposable plastic cup if you can’t face soiling your favourite morning porcelain for ever. You might also consider peeing in a bucket to keep with the theme.
Drinking your own piss is one of those true thrills only a brave few can fathom. But you’re going to die now so there’s no time left wondering if you’re one of them or not. Tasting the salty bitterness will make you feel interconnected, humble, and question your sanity, all at once. It is life brought to you, by you.
Read an enjoyable book
You can borrow books for free at libraries. If you don’t have a street address necessary to become a member and read at home that you don’t have, you can loiter about and read an enjoyable book for free anyway. Libraries are warm, and tidy.
Remember, though, to read an enjoyable book. Not a good book, or a recommended book, or a Penguin Classic, or something tedious and mind-numbingly boring written by French post-modernists. Those are only useful insofar you want to tell your friends you enjoy literature.
Enjoyable books nourish your inner child with content such as body odour, sex, naked bodies and filth – something like Fifty Ways to Fart with Your Friends.
Even better, they usually contain fewer words in larger print and quite a few pictures. This way does it not only take less time to read one, but they make you smile and giggle. Smiling and giggling makes you feel good. You can only feel good while alive.
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I recently spent a week in Finland in November. The trip from Sun-scorched Sydney took a total of 22 hours and some eight or nine time zones. I spent the time comfortably stretched out over several seats in an almost empty airliner. I abused the complimentary drinks while watching a documentary about a mad British rock legend that made me snort and giggle. I fell asleep and woke up a few hours later with a sore head, feeling sorry for myself. Then it was time for the next almost empty airliner.
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