Just in case I hit the earth at 233 miles an hour because the chute didn’t open:
1. Drain my body of whatever fluids are left and bury me in the skinny jeans I have hanging in my closet.
2. My daughters: My only purpose in life to was to keep you off the pole. Finish school then finish college.
3. My stuff is all lame, so come over and grab what you want.
4. Bury me with the D300.
5. I love you. I will always love you.
Alrighty then. I’m ready for this.
Oh, and I wanted the last potential picture of me to be one where I look like I am standing next to Robert DeNiro.
6 responses to “The sky is the limit.”
Very funny.
Will wait for tonight’s post telling how much fun you had and can’t wait to do it again.
scary, I’m sure you’ll have a blast!
i hope you had a good time on the way down. i hear it’s pretty spectacular if you can remember to breathe.
I’m so jealous. Have a blast!
i paid a bunch of money one time to find out i could jump out of plane…okay, i think i could have jumped; if they had opened the door and said, i would have…but we were supposed to climb out hand over hand on the strut and hang there until they told us to drop…that’s the part i couldn’t do.
sooooo…now that i told you how i wimped out…i hope you did it and it was great…because i think that would be one of the greatest thrills ever!
They would have to push me out of the plane. Hope you have a blast doing it. The highest thing I ever jumped off of was a big rock at Lake Mead, NV.