During a conversation years ago the subject of death came up-it was a late night.
I said I just don't want to die in a stupid way- a way that becomes the one and only thing that people remember abou you. Mama Cass choking on a ham sandwhich (not true by the way) or any of the sexual shennnaigans boys (David Carradine or the INXS guy)
Of course I realize just by saying this, I put the shango on myself. dooming myself to some dopey demise.
That being said, RIP Segway guy
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My gut instinct about the segway guy: suicide. (leave it to the therapist to think this, eh?)
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