Lit...10 years later

[Betticus]

 

[Keroin]

Positivity, Bett.

the mere title of this thread just granted me a heart attack inducing thought:

in just a bit more than ten years from now my daughter might very well be posting here! (the older one; not the newborn).

*shudder*

Egads! I'm not even a parent and that made my heart flutter.

 

[Xelebes]

It is 2020 and a good chunk of Western North America is a wasteland. Save for a few oases that serve of outposts of civilisation and the liberties that had almost been revoked. The United States is no longer and Canada is considering allowing Southern Alberta, specifically Calgary, to become an orphaned plutocratic anarchy. It is one man's destiny, I, the conniving and ruthless but also tender and caring protagonist to unleash my fury and rescue my princess who had been taken away to the ghostlands of Cardston in a bloody gore-fest with nothing but my machete, chain-mail bullwhip and a pump-action shotgun and a fucking funny looking beaver hat and iridescent mackinaws. From there I will seek out the menacing overlords who live southeast of Yellowstone, known as the Daughters of Cheney, who threaten the world with unleashing a thousand spare nukes harvested from the defunct nuclear bases on the Yellowstone Caldera. There, I use my razor-sharp wit to disassemble the whole plot with cunning espionage and macabre highway-robbery. It will be bloody. It will be triumphant and I will be victorious and I will become the uniting king of Cordillera and Calgary and seek alliances with Ottawa and we crush the rest of the United States and we become the Great North American Empire that lasts a whole entire fortnight, all to fall apart when I find my princess has been poisoned by one of the cooks. I then use my best detective skills to sniff out the rat and I bring her to bloody justice with a completely unjustified surrealist rape sequence that begins with me dressing up as a pickle and tutu and her in my old mackinaw and beaver-hat and then with the events only made sense by watching the entire repertoire of David Lynch and a listerine-chugging piss-drunk. From here on in I complete the rape sequence by returning her from the dead and making her my pet zombie who will symbolise to the fractured city-states of North America the role that Justice has on the people. Justice. Anyways, about my poisoned wife, well I bury her in a pit and light it on fire because, oddly enough, I despise zombies greatly and don't want her coming back. Instead I marry a travelling crack-whore clown and get, of all things, poppycock. Yes, poppycock and so I die a slow painful death from poppycock.

 

[Lizzie_Borden]

The 2020 wishlist:

Finished growing up
Degree completed
Seen some of the world
A wedding
Some children

Settled somewhere in Aus or NZ - having done my time working for a conglomerate, settling in with a moderately sized winery. Big enough to be sustainable and to experiment, small enough to feel like family. Making great wine, raising happy and healthy kids, living that perfect D/s semi 1950s marriage.

THat would make me happy.

Nevermind the fact that 10 years ago I thought I would have covered the bulk of that list by now

 

[Keroin]

Yes, poppycock and so I die a slow painful death from poppycock.

Do you choke on it?

http://forums.pelicanparts.com/uploads16/poppycock1259705071.jpg

The 2020 wishlist:

Finished growing up

Why on earth would you want to do that??!!

 

[Lizzie_Borden]

Why on earth would you want to do that??!!

Ugh, long story.

I've realised in some regards I'm still a bit immature. And it's not the good ones.

I absolutely believe everyone needs a bit of other forms of immaturity in them though.

 

[Keroin]

I hope we have three kids.

And that's about all I hope for right now.

I'm in a difficult place these days and can't really think beyond that.

*breaks down in hysterical laughter!*

In ten years, I have two more kids, both boys. Adopted. I have a live in nanny, a live in maid, and a 2020 Rolls Royce Phantom. I have a two story brick house in Littleton, Colorado and we vacation on the Georgia beaches every year. I'm down to my goal weight of 140 pounds, have large breast implants and am sporting a closet full of gucci purses and shoes.

Mister is finally gray (yes!), and has his sleeves done on both arms. Our kids are all in a great private school with straight A's. We have 30k in a college fund for each of them, but they won't need it 'cause they'll surely get academic scholarships.

I spend my days leisurely, managing my kids' needs, going to the salon, gossiping on the phone and pampering my husband.

Awesome.

Dream big, my friend! *Applauds*

Maybe I'll be enjoying the "casual" scene...

No one enjoys the casual scene!!! Have you learned nothing??

May 2020- Italy

Looking out the window I see a nice blue sky. I'm glad we live up enough that the smell of the canals will not be a problem for another month or so.

It took some time, money, effort and luck to get this old building restored and have permission to install an elevator. Granted is one of those old ones with metal grids and manual doors, but everything else would have been too big and impossible to fit.

In a couple of weeks the girls will be coming home for their summer visit, the older one from college and the younger from her high school (when we moved to Italy, the best IBO school available was a few hours away and offered boarding for high school kids, an option she jumped at right away, considering her older sister would be away for college as well).

Tonight we are invited to a party. A private lifestyle party. The theme is Alice in Wonderland - the classic. I guess that we are getting too old to want to be uncomfortable in goth/steam-punk/anime costumes and we are all hoping to be the best looking Tweedly-dee or Cheshire Cat or Ace of Hearts.

Hubby is looking so much better than 10 years ago, when we were at the bottom of our struggle with his condition. Now, having found a good doc, a balance in the meds, he has been able to shed off his extra weight and for a guys in his 60s I have to say he gets a lot of attention and his newest slave has had to learn to deal with jealousy.

Me, I got to accept that gravity does not spear anybody and am now debating whether to go for the latest surgery-free lift and tummy tuck procedure. Hubby says I don't need it. The Sadist (yes, we still see each other whenever possible) is leaving it up to me although he is all for me looking better (and the wife - we are good friends now- is actually curious about and would be happy if I went through it before her). My darling boy-toy love me no matter what so his opinion is always biased, LOL.

Time to start the day! First we'll go for our walk. With the arrival of the good season there are also more and more tourists roaming around. They can be annoying but without them, Venice would have been dead long ago and finally even the locals have learned to embrace and welcome them.

Next is the coffe/cappucino stop to catch up with the local gossip. Then back home for a quick lunch and married fun (haha) before spending some time on the internet (catching up on Lit, Fet, my blog) and getting ready for the party.
Too bad the Sadist and the wife could not make it this time. But we are now planning for our annual big b-day celebration week-end in September and this year perhaps we'll get together in Tokyo.

I loved all of this. Every word.

We still haven’t been back to the moon though.

Oh crap! I left my sunglasses there.

 

[Keroin]

Ugh, long story.

I've realised in some regards I'm still a bit immature. And it's not the good ones.

I absolutely believe everyone needs a bit of other forms of immaturity in them though.

Very well, just promise you won't grow up too much.

Immaturity thy name is Keroin.

 

[Lizzie_Borden]

Very well, just promise you won't grow up too much.

Immaturity thy name is Keroin.

Not entirely.

I promise.

 

[rida]

the mere title of this thread just granted me a heart attack inducing thought:

in just a bit more than ten years from now my daughter might very well be posting here! (the older one; not the newborn).

*shudder*

I've tried to keep that thought from my mind and you go and put it in writing!

ugh


*shudder*

 

[midwestyankee]

I've tried to keep that thought from my mind and you go and put it in writing!

ugh


*shudder*

I do know that one of my sons (he's over 25) reads stories here. If he has discovered the discussion board and figured out who I am, he's being discreet about it. So far.

Also, a few years ago I found out accidentally that my father also reads stories here. Still does, in fact, at 81.

 

[graceanne]

The ethics of casual BDSM will still be hammered home.

Bite your evil tongue!

In ten years I'll be 42. My oldest child will be 21 and my youngest 17. Both me and K will be finished with college; he'll be a chaplain in the army and I'll be a moderately successful journalist. We'll have paid off all my fucking doctor bills and will own our own, four bedroom house, with a tiny apartment in the back for whichever parent we end up taking care of. I'll have finally lost all this weight and I'll be a sexy 42 year old. My older girl will be finishing or finished college (she's 11 and doing algebra and reading at a 10th grade reading level - K and i figure she'll be doing AP classes and college classes in high school and finish college early). My middle girl will be 18 and finishing high school, and my son will be 17 and a Jr. We'll be doing well enough financially to go somewhere awesome every other summer. I want to visit LadyAgie and mwisdom in sweden, I wanna go to the UK, I wanna visit etoile in DC, and I want to go see all the museums in NY (I hear they're awesome). I'll spend all my extra time with great-god children, and great nieces and nephews, and will be awaiting grandchildren, but not too anxiously.

 

[FurryFury]

Well, let's see.

I'll be 59.

My kids will be 27 and 29. Hopefully they will be happy in their lives and careers by then. I've told them not to get married until they are 30 at least. So hopefully they are not married yet. In a year or longer perhaps we will be celebrating a fabulous gay wedding though! I hope at least ONE of them will allow me to go along when they pick out a dress. LOL.

I will likely be enjoying a new career of some 8 years or so as well as keeping the old career going.

Hopefully, I'll be doing other activities that I currently long to do involving singing, dancing and writing.

I'd like it if my husband and I could be traveling more now too.

 

[subish2009]

I do know that one of my sons (he's over 25) reads stories here. If he has discovered the discussion board and figured out who I am, he's being discreet about it. So far.

Also, a few years ago I found out accidentally that my father also reads stories here. Still does, in fact, at 81.

Three generations of MWY on Lit at once?!? The family who plays together...or at least on the same playground...or something about apples falling from trees... I'm sick. The metaphors are a'jumbled. I'm sure it's a good thing, though. *nods*

 

[myinnerslut]

I'm holding out that in ten years they will have developed enough technology that I can ditch the pacemaker.

 

[Seurat]

Well, I probably have that leak in the bathroom fixed. And maybe my office is cleaned. If I'm lucky, I'll have finished a few more stories. Possibly I will have gotten around to watching all those dvds I bought, though there the tech is way out of date, I am sure.

 

[Homburg]

I'll probably still be trying to work another 5lbs onto that damned bar.

 

[DVS]

10 years down the road I've started my own racist party and running for president. It's shocking how many followers I have.


I should also mention that there are no longer Republicans or Democrats. The parties now have gone to the extreme. Like I said, I'm with the Elite party, and we have the Tea party and the Socialist party.




















...OK calm down. It's just humor, guys... dry humor!