List...

What a list. Have you seen the Bucket List? I have. I am almost living it now too. I have 14 days before I leave the building. Forty-two years is a long time. Now everything is "the last one". Otto's deli on 45th and Woodstock, today I ate the Kitchen Sink with potato salad and draft root beer on tap. Chrisman's Frame shop, my poster is being mounted. Last one. Landing strip, my flattop haircut by Scott the barber. Last one this morning at 9:15 am. You know how hard it is to find some one who can make that cut? Believe me, ain't easy.

In a city this size, the metro area has approximately 2 million, how do you choose where to go for the last of anything. What to do last? Like choosing between Hanna Montana and iCarly. (Well, that isn't even close. iCarly wins big. Sam the sidekick makes it.)

Packing up the kitchen tonite. Tomorrow the Sat box goes off. No more TV. Packing the electronics.

I used to be brutally handsome...She is still terminally pretty.

Show me your bunny...

or at least bring me a Fat Kake!!!