I want a digital SLR complete with a full set of zoom lens and flash so that I can take lots of pictures of practically anything anywhere.
I want wall-to-wall, floor-to-ceiling bookcases installed into my bedroom.
I want to drive a Ferrari Enzo for 25 laps at the Nurburgring Nordschliefe in Germany.
I want to sing the cheesiest 70’s ballad at a karaoke bar, loudly, with voice cracking at the high notes while my friends cheer me on like I’m the next American Idol.
I want a role in the next Spider-Man movie, maybe as Peter Parker’s geek classmate who gets caught in the middle of a battle royale between Spidey and Carnage. Oh, and I want to be able to say “Look out, Spider-Man!” as an Erlenmeyer flask goes flying over my head.
I want to take my entire work desk – computer, pen cup, phone, calendar, chair and all – outdoors. Maybe park it right outside the Ferry Building so that I can enjoy the view and not have to walk too far on Tuesdays to visit Farmer’s Market.
I want to take my mom to Italy for springtime while simultaneously sending both my dad and brother off on a fully-paid deep sea fishing tour in the Bahamas (they’d kill for that, btw)
I want to take my dog inside a store or restaurant or train without having anybody chase us back out because he’s not allowed inside.
I want …
