Things I have not done on Esquire’s list of 75 things every man should do:
- Fly a Cessna.
- Make a list of seventy-five things you want to do before you die.
- Drive by yourself from coast to coast.
- Leave yourself a letter in a library book. Look for it twenty years later.
- Drink mescal in Mexico.
- Learn three to four chords on the guitar, until you can play one song.
- Carry a totem in your pocket.
- Choose a word or a phrase and actively work to never use it again.
- Break a sheet of plate glass with a ball-peen hammer.
- Cook the same thing (over and over) until you are known for it.
- Get very good at a sport that isn’t a sport.
- Sell everything you don’t need. Once.
- Play golf at Carnoustie.
- Play chess until you beat someone you shouldn’t, then quit forever.
- Live at a high altitude.
- Spend some time working for tips.
- Go to the desert. Take long-lasting drugs. Drink water. (Though I have completed two of the three conditions mentioned here.)
- Eat a two-course meal that you grew.
- Go to Paris. Tell no one where you are. Stay there for two weeks. (Though I have completed two of the three conditions mentioned here.)
- Raise a dog.
Check out the list to see the other 55 things I have done. I might surprise you.
i thought u were known for making cookies???
Not quite known for them yet, it’s a habit I’ve just recently picked up. I’m not much of a baker actually — I prefer working on top of the stove than in the oven.
One day, maybe.
What did you shoplift? Maybe that’s worth its own blog post ;)
Clearly you are a better man than me.
Nav, only in Esquire’s eyes. And they haven’t been relevant since the 70s.
Andrew, you really want to know? It’s not that exciting…
…several years ago, my girlfriend and I were waiting for the bus with a tub of ice cream in hand. It was hot, the ice cream was going to melt, and we were hungry. Plus, it was ice cream.
I walked into the home furnishings store behind the bus stop, walked out with two metal spoons. After we had finished the ice cream (and washed the spoons at home) I went back to the store and gave them back to the manager — he chuckled. And then told me not to do that again.
LMAO at that story. too funny, that you actually went back.
The things I do for ice cream, eh?
Cessnas crash so often, you should have the bucket list with you in the plane.
Haha…I’ll keep that in mind — maybe I’ll keep that Cessna flying for last on my list. =)