Time passes

From The Loquacious Librarian, in a post which I recommend ya'll go read...

1. How old do you think you'll live to be?

With my family history, I anticipate making it to at least 85, hopefully without losing all of my faculties!

2. How do you measure the passing of time in your own life?

Normal people probably say birthdays or New Year's Day. I tend to look at late August/early September as the beginning of 'stuff.' It's when school starts, scheduling changes, the seasons change...

3. What would constitute "the perfectly lived day" for you?

Reading a good book, spending the day with a good friend, go to a good comedy show, plan your funeral (ok, true: I'm weird).

4. If you could pick one age or one year that you could live over and over, which one would you pick? Why?

Oh, it would so be a childhood year, wouldn't it? Like age 6: no decisions, time s-t-r-e-t-c-h-e-d out forever at that age, learning new stuff was incredibly easy, pain was fleeting...
Or maybe one of our days on Ydra...

5. If you knew you were going to die in a year, what would you do in your final days?

Plan my funeral, pick out and pay for a casket, call everyone I knew and tell them to do the Tim McGraw song for at least a few weeks (although feel free to take out the part about Fu Manchu), learn to ride a motorcycle, get my pilot's license, throw out a lot of crap I've saved over the years, and create a videotape and notebook full of stuff for Sparky to read as he grows up. That would be the hardest part of dying: leaving him behind.