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Bucket List Maker, Bucket List Maker, Make Me a Bucket List…

A friend has inspired me to create a bucket list for people to see. I’ve always had things I’ve wanted to before I die, but those things have never made it on to any kind of written typed list.

So here’s my bucket list, being put in a bottle and let out to sea in hopes that someone might see it and say “Hey Taylor, I’m a philanthropist that wants to make someone’s bucket list come true and I happened to stumble across yours!”

       0. Dress as a cellphone for Halloween.
  1. Fire a .50 caliber sniper rifle (preferably a Barret M107, since that’s what I know most about)
  2. Skydive
  3. Participate in a large scale paintball and/or airsoft match. I’ve been in one before (60+ people on a church campus!) and it was a-MAZING.
  4. Own a go kart.
  5. Own an Argo.
  6. Adopt a cat of my very own and teach it useful tricks.
  7. Adopt another cat of my own and teach it useful tricks (two cats are better that one).
  8. Own a Mini Cooper.
  9. Actually FINISH a game of Axis and Allies.
  10. Take a road trip from Milton to Atlanta, then Virginia Beach, then Versailles, Missouri, then Las Cruces, New Mexico.
  11. Get my pilot’s license.
  12. Speak fluent Russian.
  13. Go on a missions trip.
  14. Travel in a foreign country that will be of interest when I’m able to travel in one.
  15. Make my own ambient  music (I have the tools, I just need the skill to operate them and the inspiration to make something).
  16. See The Avengers. Hey, that won’t be much longer! Can you believe we first found out about it FOUR YEARS ago?
  17. And other things that are a given like getting married, staring a family, having a great job, and owning my own space station.
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  1. April 29, 2012 at 6:30 pm | #1

    #8 for the win. And #12.

    Also, I find it strange you want to stare a family. You. mean like stare a family down? Like, in a creepy way?

    • April 29, 2012 at 8:51 pm | #2

      I. don’t mean that. That. would be creepy. I. blame it on my fingers. They. made a typo.

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