A good friend recently made one of these, and it made me realize that although I have always had plenty of things that belong on a list like this, I’ve never sat down to actually make one. So here goes:
-Learn to play the congas/pandeiro/tabla/more hand percussion in general
-Learn to play the piano (soul-style—like, being able to play Stevie Wonder or Sly Stone songs)
-Learn to play the guitar well
-Learn to ably sing tenor, baritone and bass/be able to create or find the harmony to any given song
-Record an album with a band I am in (that is, I’ve recorded EPs with bands before, but never a full-blown album, complete with liner notes and all that stuff)
-Become adept at recording in a recording studio/work in a recording studio
-Record music from all over the world, especially songs of struggle
-Become fluent in an indigenous African language
-Become fluent in Spanish
-Become a really good soccer player, learn how to play futvolei (the Brazilian version of beach volleyball where you can only use your feet)
-Live/work in
-Live/work in
-Live/work in
-Get a doctorate (most likely an Ed. D.)
-Get married in the temple
-Be actively present at the birth of all my children (preferably not in a hospital)
-See my children go on missions and get married in the temple
-Learn my family’s ancestral Swiss-German dialect and travel to our ancestral homeland again, being able to communicate with the people (already did this once with the family, but my German skills, much less Swiss-German, were nil—also I think I was a bit young to fully appreciate it)
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That's a very good list for you--I like you and your brain and your goals. Places, languages, music, family and church: definitely what seems most important to you. Hmmm...may have to do similar list if I can get my brain in gear :)
I wanna play soccer with you!
I wanna play drums with you!
I don't want you to feel like you HAVE to, though, just because you're gonna die.
Also, being "actively involved in the birth" sounds a little scary - holding the salad tongs whilst facing the bassinet that has a little backboard and baby-sized hoop mounted just above it. Just warning you - don't fake the funk on that nasty dunk, or the whole process may lose a bit of its glamour.
Or it could be all sweet and powerful and emotional. It's kind of 50/50, isn't it? I expect Julia and my babies' births to be quite comical, with an all-star cast and Benny Hill music playing along in the background.
You can come, too, but you have to wear a funny hat. Or goggles.
So much love to the Rolf!
S
I like how you added how you'd not only like to visit certain areas of the world, but live and work there as well. Sounds exciting, like your musical and familial aspirations. I didn't know you played in a band? Instrument of choice? Oh, and I wish you the best of luck with the Swiss-German endeavor. I know now what you mean about your Romantic allegiances pulling you from your ancestral roots, but I understand how cool that would be. :) My roots are a wee bit easier, as my father's line is Scottish. But my mom's ancesters were...Bohemian, actually (what's now the Czech Republic/Austria). Which makes sense, given my position in life as a transient intellectual.
I have one of these - every once in awhile I take a look at it, check off anything I might have done and add a few more. Your post prompted me to pull it out again and I was able to check off waterskiing and meeting Danny (which just leaves you, Justin, Molly, Matty, Rachel, Hillary, and Tom).
I think one of the best things about these lists is the little things. I mean, I have stuff like learn five languages and living/working in those countries, write and publish a novel, all that, but I also indulge my little whimsical fancies. Own a standard transmission truck and a scruffy mutt so I can drive around with him in the passenger seat. See the northern lights. Date an artist and pose for him naked.
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