Your Last Day on Earth
 

What would you do with it?

At 12:00am, you find out that you're going to die at 11:59pm that night.

How do you spend your day? What do you do with the time you have left?

Call everyone I care about and say goodbye.

Turn off all of the clocks in my house.

Have enough reading materials handy to see me past the appropriate time.

Die.

Buy a very large life insurance policy.

try to make it to 5000 posts before i went.

Go to Philly.
Eat a cheesesteak at either Jim's or Chink's.
Continue on to Washington DC.
Make amends with the love of my life.
Hopefully have sex.
If not, weasel my way into pity sex.

I just realized there would be a lot of time left after this. I'd either:

Go to Atlanta, have my last supper at Fat Matt's Rib Shack before dropping in at the Pink Pony.

Or, head home to New Jersey, and do my absolute favorite thing in the world: Drive up the Delaware River, smoke a joint and fly fish until it's dark. Then die while driving home, running my car across the median of a three-lane highway and causing a spectacular 50-car pile-up. If I'm gonna go down, I'm taking people with me.

1) Write a will
2) Say goodbye to everyone about whom I care
3) Gather my loved ones and head out to the Pagan camp
4) Build a fire, have a ritual, die under the stars (or in the rain, which is far more likely)

:) mope around

quick round of golf with my dad and my son.
relax with my wife and son
watch the sunset with my family, probably while yelling at my dogs to stay down.
nice dinner with just my wife
play with my son and tell him to be good for his mom
sit and watch them sleep until about 11:45 then walk up side of mountain and wait.

take a sleeping pill and go back to sleep for 11 hours and 59 minutes.

not really. but thinking about this question has bummed me out and I need ot think about why for a moment.

how about this: treat every day like it is the last day. other than the obvious of needing to work to support yourself and family, why should "the last day" be treated any differently than today?

hmm..

I gotta go with breakingnews as to the make amends with the love of my life.. if I knew where she was now...

take a long walk by the river
get the will done
hire a prostitute
try to write the perfect song
complie a CD to be played at my funeral instead of some yutz eulagizing over me.
fly to DC and 'take care of some business'

Well, it's not exactly a new idea in the entertainment world. There have been a few sci-fi end of world movies.

I tried looking up an old post here where I mentioned the movie Last Night, a Canadian film about the last six hours on Earth before the sun goes nova.

There was one scene where the local utility company executive calls up each customer and thanks them for their business. One guy writes out each of his sexual fantasies and tries to fulfill all of them, including calling in one of his former schoolteachers.

I don't want to get too far into the plot in case anyone wants to see it. I recommend it. It was a very interesting film.

jesus, I'd probably cry all day. In between, I'd get together with my immediate family, spend time alone with my husband and dog, go out to eat at a very expensive restaurant and eat a pound of filet mignon with a lobster tail and some really really expensive red wine, steal LJ's idea and get a great life insurance policy and cry some more.

I don't know for sure what I'd do, but I know I wouldn't want to spend the day talking to utility execs!

A lot of sex, beach, friends & a heroin overdose.

Immediatly take up smoking again and light one off the other, pausing only to open expensive beer. Drive (hammered) up to the cottage in some god awfull gass guzzler (78 Monte Carlo with a 455 comes to mind) and chase golfers around a course which used to be a 100 acre stand of Elm near the cottage, and then crash my neighbors Donzi into a gas dock.

Either that or swim and make love to my wife all day.

This got me thinking... I might go and murder a particular someone (in full view of witnesses so it couldn't be blamed on anyone else) whose absence would make my family's life significantly better.

Given that you could basically "get away with" any crime you committed, am I the only one who would consider this?

GREAT IDEA! I too would make a little pitstop somewhere with a pipe. And agreed, right in the middle of the street, and then perhaps take him for a little slide behind the MonteCarlo. Why not. THe grin i'd die with would be priceless.

Nice call.

In my final hours, I would prefer not to perform acts of malice. I am a pacificist.

Oh wait, didn't I say I wanted to cause a big car crash? Fuck.

It's midnight? Scream. Stop smoking my joint. Request sex from nearest male. Failing this, grab said male, get naked and run on the beach by my house. Frolick in sand. Feel young again. Drive somewhere beautiful and sigh in the early morning sun. Phone ex-love just to check we are at peace. Think about any unanswered questions and find answers. Phone a woman I know who might just be able to tell me what to expect. Sit in an odd pub. Go and see my parents. Cry. Try and help them get through it. Drive somewhere beautiful again. Write down anything I can think of that might help anyone. Sit on a pebbled beach, or under a tree... and sleep.

My last day on Earth, I would cry, just damn scared, cause I'm a bloody coward

I have a list.

But I thought you guys already knew I had a list, so I didn't post anything about it.

First, I would contact Lifegem.com and order their services.

I would see/call/email everyone I knew and tell them how much they meant to me and to live every day as though it were there last. Next, I would make a video for my kids for when they are older.

I'd hate myself for everything I did wrong and all the bad decisions I made. I would momentarily consider cheating death of its appointed time- leaving on my terms but decide against it. I would remember all the things my parents told me when I was a child - that's when parents tell you the stuff that really matters. I would struggle to finally accept my imperfections and forgive myself. I would forgive those I have not forgiven.

I would go to a church to pray and settle my account with my maker.

As evening approaches, I would take a deep breath, collect myself and regroup. I'd stop by Blockbuster, pick out a funny kids movie, order some pizza go home and have as much fun with my wife and kids as we could have. I'd gather some logs with my children and we'd build a fire together. There would be ice cream, candy, pillow fights and tears of laughter. I'd read my kids a book, let them know they are loved, tuck them in and put them to sleep. I'd wonder if I did enough for them and fight off the fear that I had not. I''ll wonder how much of me they will remember.

I would return alone to the fireplace, extinguish the lights and ponder the fading glow of the embers. As the fire loses its battle with the unquenchable darkness of night, the contrast from the joy of just a few moments earlier and of many evenings in the family room would be unbearable. Memories of decades past would seem like yesterday as past and present begin to compress into a few hours - and then a few minutes. Memories long lost would return with stunning clarity.

I'd spend the last hour with my wife - her hands will be the last thing I feel and her eyes will be the last thing I see.

I'd probably spend the time writing out my will. Guess my parents wouldn't have to make decisions about what to do with all the books and stuff I've collected... ^_^;;;

Then, probably take the time to close down my various blogs. Hmmm... I'd want to call all my friends to talk to just one more time.

Since books are the love of my life, I think I would like to go reading. I'm not quite sure what book I'd choose (since I hadn't really considered it). If I go with a new book, I would have to figure in time to go to a bookshop to get it. However, it'll probably be nice to go over all my favourite books too.

Hopefully, at 11.59pm, it's a peaceful death and that I'll be going with dignity. I'd want to be dressed in my favourite clothes (and take a bath... I'll be a decomposing stinker soon enough...)

I'd like to go doing what I like...

I have a real problem with child molesters and rapists. That sort of crime seems worse than any other to me. I don't think I'd kill em though. I'd just sharpen some knives, get me a list of registered sex offenders, and work my way down the list until I ran out of time or filled a hefty bag with scroti. If the cops also knew I was going to die that night, I bet I wouldn't get much resistance from them.

So, uhhh, how'd you like Sin City?

Hopefully I'll see it this weekend, but i dunno

So I was on the phone with a customer the other day and her service is out. She says matter of factly that she's dying and that her TV is her only company and would like it serviced today if possible.

I finished the call and went into wrap. I sat there for several minutes. My first thought was, "If I was dying, I wouldn't be wasting my time watching TV." Then the flood of thoughts after that were, "What would I be doing?" Hence the question.

Well, at first I thought it was a silly question, but the responses proved me wrong. A lot of answers were ones I could have predicted. However, I was amazed at the number of people who said (jokingly or not) that they would use their final day to commit murder, assassination, and torture. That never would have occured to me. Different strokes, I guess.

Cool, cool... Lemme just warn you, the question was not off topic. :mg:

vigilante-ism isn't all that uncommon, most of us don't partake because we don't want to get in trouble with the law. But it's just under the surface for many people. particularly when we see a system that doesn't seem inclined towards justice.

i think if the chips were down, though, very few people would waste their final hours worrying about anything other than their families and friends and a few creature comforts.

I'd repost mine, and recind much, but it would still suck compaired to Beastie. So. Nevermind.

Get a loan for a million bucks. With no life insurance on it.

How could you spend $1 miliion in a day??

Fast cars, fun drugs, and loose women.

How to spens 1$million
 

Well spend with care. Wild, drunken, loose women can get quite expensive i hear.

Yes, I can.

This thread, all the Terry Schivo shit, and my own health has really got me thinking about death. Not a bad thing in my eyes (thinking about it, I mean). I want to be "prepared" I guess, as much as one can be. And I want to write letters for people in my life to read when I'm gone. Things that I can't/don't know how to say now but really want them to know... good and bad things.

For the record, I also want it clear what I want done with my body. None of this expensive funeral crap. No flowers. No churches. Toss me in a cardboard box and torch it on the beach. Bring a few kegs, order pizza and play loud music. :beer: :jig: :beer: :jig: :beer: :jig: :beer:

Chainsaw , you and i think lots alike .
I wounder though if this ending would be a quick " oh shit !!" and lights out , or a slow and painfull wind down ???
If quick and painless and i have 12 hours , make peace with my sister , visit with my kids , drink to much , fish some , and die by the Spring river here in Arkansas sitting by a fire watching the river roll past .

If slow and painfull , pretty much the same but with a .44 mag on my hip to end it when i feel it needs to end .

Now as to what to do with my body , cremate my dead ass , put my ashes in a straw hat , gather around friends and family , light the hat on fire and float it down the river , pop open a beer and celabrate my good times , drink a toast to the dead !!! :grouphug: :joint: :doit: :shotgun: :drunk: :finger: :thumb: :guinness: :lol2: :2cents: :luv: :fumette: :nadkick: :devil:

I guess the 1 mil bucks came about, by I heard someone ask an old guy what did he want do in life. He replied die owing a million bucks. I think he made it.