My Bucket List

Got in a little car accident recently… so I decided to make a bucket list. It does not include things like “Run a marathon,” “Finish reading the Bible,” and “Visit every continent.”

1. Get on stage at a Girl Talk show.

2. Hug a lion or tiger.

3. Race in the Gumball 3000.

4. Own a Patron track suit.

5. Own an amphibious RV and drive it to every summer festival.
(Coachella, Lollapalooza, Outside Lands, Austin City Limits, what have you.)

6. Have a Wikipedia entry about me.
God, what a narcissist.

7. Complete my 15-minute Adult Swim pilot.

8. Go to the Superbowl.
This one feels too obvious, but I’m leaving it on here anyway.

9. Learn to whistle.
Yes I’m that lame.

10. Demolish a car with a crowbar or baseball bat.

Twitter: It turned out there *WAS* still some Patron in the bottle. Now there’s not. Sirsty.

It turned out there *WAS* still some Patron in the bottle. Now there’s not. Sirsty.