May 21 • 03:15 AM

What's on your 'Bucket List?'

January 30, 2008
There are several things I wish I had done by now, but have not. You know, things that are thrilling and exciting. Things you do for the sheer experience of it all.

My wife and I were talking about this just the other day. Now, you have to understand, her idea of adventure and my idea of adventure are two completely different things.

"Do you have a 'Bucket List?'" I ask her as we sit quietly watching TV.

"A 'Bucket List?' What are you talking about?" she replies, giving one of those blank stares as if I were some bumbling idiot.

I've seen that look before and recognized it almost immediately.

"You know, like that movie, those older guys come up with a list of things they want to do before they 'kick-the-bucket,'" I explain.

"And what is it you want to do that you haven't done?" she asks, giving me a few minutes of chat-time before American Idol comes on.

"Okay, sky-diving is something I wish I would have done, that would be on my bucket list," I tell her.

It was nice having a thought provoking conversation between the two of us.

"Randall," my wife says, "You mean to tell me you would want to jump out of an airplane?" Apparently she's disgusted that I would have such a thought.

"Yep," I reply intelligently.

"I'd like to have ridden a bull too!" I say quickly.

"You wouldn't ride a bull," she scolded, "Get serious!"

By now, I'm getting that look again.

Actually, I did get a chance to ride a bull once, but chickened out. Still, I'm on a roll now.

Riding a motorcycle across the country is something else I'd like to have done. Most likely I won't.

I'd also like to hunt Dall Sheep in the mountains of the Yukon. And I'd like to have tried hang gliding too. Although, I've tried to picture myself soaring like an eagle over a rocky canyon. I'm not sure I'm built for gliding and all that.

"Randall," she says looking at me as if I had lost my mind, "Is everything on your list some dangerous activity?"

"No, of course not," I say defending myself, "You know I'd like to own a bulldozer."

It appeals to me move vast chunks of earth for some reason.

"What else?" she asks, "American Idol is on in fifteen minutes."

"Okay, how about this, I'd like to ring bells in a bell choir," I say. "I think I could satisfactorily shake a bell at the right time. If I were given the opportunity, I would try it," I continue.

My wife lowers her head, looking over her glasses at me, "You can't be serious, are you?" she questions.

I may never hang glide, or shake bells in a bell choir, but there is a certain thrill in dreaming. Life would be awfully dull without dreams.

What's on your bucket list?

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