{"id":8573,"date":"2015-01-14T09:00:21","date_gmt":"2015-01-14T14:00:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/jennytrout.com\/?p=8573"},"modified":"2015-01-14T08:52:10","modified_gmt":"2015-01-14T13:52:10","slug":"wednesday-blogging-my-anti-bucket-list","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jennytrout.com\/?p=8573","title":{"rendered":"Wednesday Blogging: My Anti-Bucket List"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I haven&#8217;t Wednesday blogged in a long time, because I&#8217;m lazy. But also, because I have all sorts of other stuff I like to do on the blog (like update links pages&#8230;which never, ever happens. Not ever), a lot of which I&#8217;d like to do on the weekly. When I found out this week that \u00a0the topic is &#8220;your anti-bucket list&#8221; I was like, &#8220;Bitch, what is an anti-bucket list?&#8221; And Bronwyn Green was like, &#8220;It&#8217;s a list of things you don&#8217;t want to do before you die.&#8221; I immediately thought of about five thousand really grim things, like &#8220;experience surgical awareness,&#8221; &#8220;get cancer,&#8221; or &#8220;have one of my kids die.&#8221; And then Bronwyn was like, &#8220;Cool your jets, it doesn&#8217;t have to be like that.&#8221; And I thought of some much better ones that aren&#8217;t, you know. Common fears.<\/p>\n<p>So here is my anti-bucket list:<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px;\"><strong>Meet Anthony Stewart Head.\u00a0<\/strong>So many well-intentioned Trout Nation citizens have tried to convince me to go to a con and meet him, because it would be funny and make a good blog post. They&#8217;ve tried to entice me with details like, &#8220;He smells so good,&#8221; and &#8220;He&#8217;ll totally hug you,&#8221; and &#8220;He&#8217;s really nice, honest.&#8221; I&#8217;m sure he&#8217;s super duper nice, and while my knees go positively weak at the thought of knowing what he smells like&#8230; dudes. Come on. I&#8217;ve written four books of graphic sex with a main character who looks and sounds nearly exactly like him in my head. There is no way I could be comfortable being in the same building as this person, let alone actually speaking to and having a picture taken with him.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px;\"><strong>Have to use pepper spray on anyone.\u00a0<\/strong>I mean, I don&#8217;t carry pepper spray, but I&#8217;m really afraid that sometime, somehow, I&#8217;m going to have to pepper spray someone. I can see this going down one of two ways:<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 60px;\">1. I am in a horribly scary, life threatening situation in which the use of force is necessary to prevent injury and\/or death to my person.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 60px;\">2. I am not in a scary, life threatening situation in which the use of force is necessary to prevent injury and\/or death to my person, and I have just maced somebody on accident.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px;\">Neither of these scenarios appeal to me, so I&#8217;m just gonna make like Bartleby in this situation and prefer the fuck not to.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px;\"><strong>Go into space.\u00a0<\/strong>I realize that I&#8217;m\u00a0<em>already<\/em> in space, flying around on a little hunk of rock in an infinite, mysterious void. I don&#8217;t want to leave this little hunk of rock, because fuck that. Space is scary as hell. If The Doctor showed up in fifteen minutes and was like, &#8220;You wanna?&#8221; I would be like, &#8220;yeah!&#8221; But he&#8217;s the only person I would trust to take me into space. And I don&#8217;t care how brave Katrina was, I&#8217;m not blowing myself out an airlock for him. Space is out there. But back to my original point: space is freaky and I don&#8217;t like knowing it&#8217;s out there, so I&#8217;m not going to go there.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px;\"><b>Swim next to a whale.<\/b> What the fuck is wrong with you people? Do you not see how big that thing is? Why would you? Why?<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px;\"><strong>Age gracefully<\/strong>.<strong>\u00a0<\/strong>Because that&#8217;s just bullshit. It&#8217;s bullshit to expect women to not take advantage of the miracles medical science has provided us, while at the same time torturing us in a culture that prizes our beauty and youth above all. And then we deride women when they try to fulfill that cultural expectation through surgical means. That&#8217;s bullshit.\u00a0I speculate that by the time I am seventy, I will look something like this:<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/jennytrout.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/01\/Lady_Cassandra.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-8576\" src=\"https:\/\/jennytrout.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/01\/Lady_Cassandra.jpg\" alt=\"Lady_Cassandra\" width=\"417\" height=\"240\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px;\">You know why? Because with all the tattoos I&#8217;ve put on my body, and all the holes I&#8217;ve punched in it (though I don&#8217;t wear my piercings anymore), I cannot be morally above becoming a bitchy trampoline in my golden years.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px;\"><strong>Have any kind of dangerous, life changing adventure.\u00a0<\/strong>You know what? If a bunch of dwarves start showing up at your house?\u00a0<em>You don&#8217;t have to let them in.<\/em> You can sit in your safe, cozy hole, smoke your pipe leaf, and put your hairy little feet up. Which is exactly what I would do. Fuck you Bilbo. This ain&#8217;t amateur hour.<\/p>\n<p>Tell me what you&#8217;d put on your anti-bucket list, and check out the lists from these Wednesday bloggers:<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/wp.me\/p5i0F1-RJ\">Bronwyn Green<\/a>\u00a0\u2022 <a href=\"http:\/\/wp.me\/p4ZusM-j0\">Jessica Jarman<\/a>\u00a0\u2022 <a href=\"http:\/\/krisnorris.ca\/wordpress\/?p=50\">Kris Norris<\/a>\u00a0\u2022 <a href=\"%20http:\/\/gwendolyncease.blogspot.com\/2015\/01\/anti-bucket-list-or-things-i-wouldnt-do.html  \">Gwendolyn Cease<\/a>\u00a0\u2022<a href=\"http:\/\/coffeeandprozac.wordpress.com\"> Kellie St. James<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I haven&#8217;t Wednesday blogged in a long time, because I&#8217;m lazy. But also, because I have all sorts of other stuff I like to do&#8230;<\/p>\n<div class=\"more-link-wrapper\"><a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/jennytrout.com\/?p=8573\">Read more<span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Wednesday Blogging: My Anti-Bucket List<\/span><\/a><\/div>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/jennytrout.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8573"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/jennytrout.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/jennytrout.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jennytrout.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jennytrout.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=8573"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/jennytrout.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8573\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8581,"href":"https:\/\/jennytrout.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8573\/revisions\/8581"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/jennytrout.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=8573"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jennytrout.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=8573"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jennytrout.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=8573"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}