u got 3 months to live, what do u do tomorrow

Full health for 3 months or gradual decline to bed rest and death. This matters.

Btw, Kook, are you ok?

 

Thanks Betty.

 

Going fishing tomorrow.
If I find out today I have three months to live I'm still going fishing tomorrow.

 

Depends on the time of year... if its fall and hurricane season is pumping... off to Rhode Island to the family homestead to surf PJ and BI, then stuff myself with lobster roles and linguini and claims at Trio. Take the whole family and soak it up. Then, off to Barbados with the boyz... one of the best times of my life was staying at the green house on the point at Soup Bowl... then back home to die, I guess. I'd probably find a way to end it before it got too brutal... so maybe I'd move to Oregon where you can buy a pill and go to sleep forever.

If it was the summer time, I'd replace the first two locals Nicaragua and somewhere I've never been... maybe Indo.

Thankfully, I wouldn't worry about money. I have enough to live it up for a few months, but not enough to worry about estate taxes. It'd be all family, friends, food and surf.

 

Damn hermano, I never knew you went through that. Props on the way you handled it.

Man, if i had 3 months...well, I'd learn from you guys and scam some money for two of those months, try and set the fam up, get some waves.

Third month, with a ridiculous quantity of cocaine, cannabis, and mushrooms, I'd head to the Rockies, with all the necessary accoutrements, and wage the most righteous and unprecedented campaign of trap destruction and wild lands liberation seen to date, and I would avenge the death of Legend of Lamar Valley. Divine Wind stylee.

 

You know that I'd be ridin' shotgun on that western adventure, herrrmannno

 

you guys are being retarded about this. I'd spend as much time with my friends and family as possible, fVck surfing at that point.

 

But you assume theses guys actually have friends and family that care about them. Huge assumption.

 

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Maybe because he's conditioned to make money?

Sorry Yank, someone had to say it. I don't mean it negatively.

I have a friend who is financially successful. Really hard worker, just like you. Worked his way through school, then through positions. Recently, he left an amazing $600K per year job. Why? To bust his ass on his own company, so he could sell it.

And for what?

A) More money
B) The social experience of power
C) All of the above

It seems that people who have highly conditioned themselves into a certain type of work have trouble letting it go. Like specially trained dogs (hunting, military, etc), they must maintain a very active lifestyle.

But does it have to be a lifestyle of malls and highways; account balances and work gossip? I guess some people truly like that sh*t. And some people definitely prioritize safety, comfort, and predictability over all else. I get that, but it's not for me. Not until my seed begins spawning, at least.

Yank, you don't have to be a surf bum if you leave DC. You could start a Non-Profit in a nice surf country. Maybe something that helps communities become more self sufficient?

Surfers could volunteer their time and skills to teach and build, in exchange for room and board in a surf-rich place. You get all the benefits of running an organization; project-oriented workflow, surrounded by good people, as the head honcho. But now you also get to surf your brains out. And maybe leave the world a better place.

 

h00kers, ko-kane, steroids, surf trips.

 

It eventually brought me to surfing...first, I stopped attending any religious services, realizing they are not an answer at all to the big mystical questions of life.

And, I stopped worrying about dying, began to lap swim for the next 7 years, daily.....then in 2011, I took a walk on the beach one day, which is only 20 minutes away, and afterwards I then commented to a surfer dude who sells produce on how beautiful the waves looked that day.

Him: do you longboard?
Me: No.... But I do swim a mile daily
Him: then you could surf.

Driving home, I thought, "I could surf".

I no longer feared dying in the ocean or getting eaten by a shark , due to the near death experience, so dying def brought me to the point of starting to surf at age 60.

Dying, I think, opened me up to all the possibilities of living, and to people and their stories,

 

I've been living like I have 24 hours to live for the last year and a half so the answer is... nothing different.

 

Poty!

 

That sums it up right there, deep stuff Betty

 

I'd get a second opinion! Maybe consult S.I for some free medical advise!

 

You are , of course, assuming they want to spend time with you........

 

tomorrow is never promised today!!!

that being said,some of us might be dead in 3 months lol...

what I would do tomorrow.......not go to work....come on here....watch the surfcams for 3 hours while its pumping and say eh,looks like crap.start an argument...lose the argument lol...


now if I was rich,id surf a different country every single day,try to bang as many chicks in every country by how many cities they have,1 chick from each city....it would be a lot of work,might take 3 months just to finish 1 country,but hey ur dieing so who gives a hoot

 

I would sail away.