THOUGHT for today ....

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No way. My grave will be bigger than yours.

My grave will be blowing in the wind…

 But I respect your idea Ben that life is a futile struggle, even more reason to surf your life away !

 But if you have kids the meaning of life is to provide for your kids future,

 and then surf your life away…

My grave, so to speak, is going be the size of the Atlantic Ocean. Because that’s where my ashes are going.

Please put me in a skiff on a bed of dry kindling, sprinkle it with totems from my childhood, we can pass on the virgins for the after life (why waste them on an old fart), toss in the torch and push me into the confluence of Half Moon and the Bull Rivers so I can join my Pops.

I’m with Sammy. 

I like Spike Milligans attitude, on his head stone " I TOLD THEM I WAS SICK" what else would you expext from the script writer of The Goons. 

Today’s thought…

I hope I get a few good waves this weekend.

Here here.

Much better than all that death talk.

I don’t plan on being around to measure how big my grave is.  And I don’t care what dance you do after you reach the end zone. 

Live each day as if it matters, and the toys might or might not come, but you had that day as yours.  Do something with the gift you were given, and don’t care how big the other guy’s slice if the pie is.  Envy eats like cancer.

 

This will make you feel better