Vee: Jaime's goal of what he wants to do for retirement changes every couple of months, but they generally have three main themes: living somewhere warm, running a successful small business, and building a custom house.
That sounds expensive to me- especially if the clock is ticking. I think living in a gorgeous home for the last five years of my life would just punctuate how shitty my apartments have always been.
My plan is much better.
First, we continue to live in the cheapest, most horrible place we can- because who cares? We're old. We probably can't see it very well anyway.
Second, we go on all the vacations that are too risky to do now [in the prime of our lives].
I'm talking touring Afghanistan, swimming with sharks, sky diving, infiltrating North Korea, and absolutely anything involving the Congo.
Sure, the likelihood of perishing terribly is super high, but if you're on death's door anyway, you may as well go out in the most elaborate, bad-ass way possible.
Frankly, I wish I could be around to see the newspaper headers.
"Gran Killed in Four-Day Battle Royal with Gorilla Terrorists
She slaughtered more than 90% of their ranks with the help of an experimental jet-pack and a ten foot medieval pike.
It's rumored her last words were 'where have I set my spectacles. I can't seem to find them' followed by a string of folksy racism that would have been very offensive coming from anybody who wasn't an octogenarian, but was a charming end to this tragic scene."
- The Robo Times, January 4th, 2083
That sounds expensive to me- especially if the clock is ticking. I think living in a gorgeous home for the last five years of my life would just punctuate how shitty my apartments have always been.
My plan is much better.
First, we continue to live in the cheapest, most horrible place we can- because who cares? We're old. We probably can't see it very well anyway.
Second, we go on all the vacations that are too risky to do now [in the prime of our lives].
I'm talking touring Afghanistan, swimming with sharks, sky diving, infiltrating North Korea, and absolutely anything involving the Congo.
Sure, the likelihood of perishing terribly is super high, but if you're on death's door anyway, you may as well go out in the most elaborate, bad-ass way possible.
Frankly, I wish I could be around to see the newspaper headers.
"Gran Killed in Four-Day Battle Royal with Gorilla Terrorists
She slaughtered more than 90% of their ranks with the help of an experimental jet-pack and a ten foot medieval pike.
It's rumored her last words were 'where have I set my spectacles. I can't seem to find them' followed by a string of folksy racism that would have been very offensive coming from anybody who wasn't an octogenarian, but was a charming end to this tragic scene."
- The Robo Times, January 4th, 2083
Jaime: It's my eventual goal to live in a small town in the Okanagan, like Oliver BC, and to run a small business like a local movie theatre or pub.
It's the nearest I'll get to living in the wide open spaces of the Colorado Desert while retaining my citizenship, and I love the Okanagan Valley anyways and have nothing but happy memories of that place. My appreciation for the city life died some time ago, and the hustle and bustle of the metropolis with all of it's nightlife and culture and opportunity can go shove as far as I'm concerned. The art galleries are pretentious, the people are surly and annoying and most of them don't speak my language, I don't go to clubs or engage in the myriad of social events the city offers and all of the wealth and opportunity you find here is spent on the outrageous living expenses - really, the only thing I'd ever miss is the food.
If given the opportunity I'd put a modular home up in the hills, get a good internet connection and stock up some supplies, and not come down until they forced me to... maybe breed dogs or something, I don't know.
