Friday, February 06, 2009


I was talking about this over dinner with a good friend of mine the other day, and I figure I might as well get it down here.

Whenever it is I die, I want to be able to look down at my body and say "Thank you." I want to be able to say that I used this thing, this chunk of meat in which my spirit is housed, to provide me with all of the joy that it was possible to extract from this life. Without removing said joy from the lives of others, of course. And without resorting to chemical input, within reason. I mean otherwise I'd just be a crazed heroin junkie who ran around raping people. That would be ... kind of a change, I think, from the Jon you all know.

This is probably not what you'd call a great insight, but what do you want. Welcome to my blog