That's... umm... inspiring and all... but my preferred method of death is
to go out with the planet when ol' Sol goes supernova somewhere in the very
distant future. Oh, yeah... and I want to watch that show while perched
atop my Westie. :-)

I know, I know... but hey... ya gotta have goals!

At 08:04 AM 7/29/2005 -0700, Jeffrey Earl wrote:
>I dunno. Were I to choose the method of my own death,
>and given a choice between a brutal and bloody mauling
>by a bear in my van who has mistaken me for a large
>breakfast sausage, or the long and torturous
>bed-ridden decline of multiple cardiac arrests and
>strokes caused by my cholesterol-clogged arteries, I
>think I'd opt instead for the mauling, please. There's
>just something stoic and noble about going down
>swinging and screaming, in a flurry of blood and fur,
>an active participant on the great circle of life ...