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When I leave this world and begin my adventures on other planes, what will my legacy be? I'm not so old that I feel the Grim Reaper loitering in my doorway, but neither am I so young that I completely ignore the inevitable prospect. Not even a 21-year-old has any guarantee that the Reaper won't come today or tomorrow.
Philanthropy can't be my legacy. I work the job that makes me happy, not the one that pays the big bucks. As much as I would love to be able to do so, I won't be leaving behind trust funds to aid all the many worthy causes that do good works in this world.
My artistic skills are minimal, which pretty well ensures that I won't be leaving behind any masterpieces. Ditto my musical abilities, so there will be no CDs.
It would please me to leave at least one critically well received book, but that remains to be seen.
My legacy will no doubt have to be intangible. If I can leave my friends and loved ones with the knowledge that I was always available to listen and willing to help whenever possible... If they can rest assured that I took their secrets to my grave... If they are certain in their hearts that I loved them, respected and cherished each of them, and that I will miss them, then perhaps that would make a respectable legacy.
I know one legacy I live in horror of leaving behind -- my computers. What a mess! I have visions of those left behind sitting down at my machines and trying to make some sense of my hard drives. "Oh, my God!" I can hear them lamenting. "So many sites, so many user names, so many -- PASSWORDS!" They will no doubt wonder why I was interested in this, how I could possibly have participated in that. They will shake their heads at some of the saved exchanges and never comprehend how I came to get involved in cyber shouting matches with some very strange people. They will be outraged that some cretin would yell at a nice, inoffensive lady to "Fuck off!" And they will be flabbergasted that I said it back. I need to do some computer housecleaning, for sure. I have so many saved files, most of which are of absolutely no use to anyone (in any world) any more. I could probably go through and do a solid delete block and not miss a thing that goes poof. I really need to get on that because ... you just never know.
I'm not going to unplug, which means that stuff will keep on happening, for better or for worse. Hopefully, I will have enough notice from the Grim Reaper that I can wipe those hard drives. If not, all I can do is pity from afar those left to try and sort it all out.
I happened to glance at the NYT Bestseller List this morning and was immediately struck by a title -- "You Suck." What?! How many times a day do we all utter those two little words? And now somebody's nabbed it as a book title. "You Suck" was penned by Christopher Moore. It's the story of a 19-year-old who discovers that his girlfriend is a vampire -- and now, so is he. What an incredibly appropriate title! I haven't read it, but now I think I must.
Here are your Sunday-Go-To-Meeting Words Gone Wild, all dressed up for Twisted Linguistics.
pensil - A disease afflicting prehensile gonads.
eleminate - One who has been nominated to be elevated to elementary-school level.
online petefiles - Well, this is putting it a bit too literally for some folks, but do be careful of those online pervs who target youngsters.
aplogized - An apoplexy which has metastasized throughout the head.
integrety - Working closely with integrated systems.
What 2007 car should you drive?
|You Should Drive a Saturn Sky|
You're sleek and smooth, and you need a car to match your hot persona.
Besides, sometimes you want your top up - and sometimes you want it down.