100 of My Wishes

I was going through Youtube for different things to listen to and I came across Adam Savage’s “100 Wishes” again. It wasn’t the first time I had listened to it (and I’m sure it won’t be the last) and I enjoy listening to Adam Savage. He cracks me up.

While listening to him, I realized he was doing a really cool idea. I mulled over it for a while and decided I would do that too. I figured it’d be an interesting…thought experiment? written experiment? (I am missing a word in there somewhere). It should be fun.

So, here it goes: My 100 Wishes
(in no particular order save for whatever comes to mind)

+ I want a house that looks like the Addams Family house with a hint of The Munsters. This way, I can have an electric chair, a secret lab, stairs that come up, a coffin that holds a phone (working or non, doesn’t matter), and can stand on a stool and sharpen the fence like Gomez.

+ I want to be in a film. (and not end up on the cutting-room floor)

+ I want to start a Zombie Walk here in Roanoke (the Zombie Walk website that states there is one in Roanoke is, unfortunately, a lie. There are no zombie walks here and the email is defunct)

+ I want to make really well-done costumes. To elaborate: I want to be able to make historically accurate (or film/tv accurate) costumes such as the Medieval period, Greco/Roman style, stuff from Firefly/BDM, Ronin Warriors/YST, Game of Thrones, Doctor Who, Torchwood, etc.

+ I want to publish a book (and sell at least one copy that is not my own). Now, I have ideas and such, I’m a procrastinator, and as of right now, I really don’t know what I’d write about.

+ I’d like my comics to succeed. It would help if I had actually drawn something and posted it instead of leaving it on hiatus since November 2010.

+ I want my back tattooed.

+ I want to gain a few pounds (so I can get my back tattooed).

+ I want to make stuffies and be able to do something with them. Either as a charity thing or make them to where they could be used in shelters as pet toys.

+ Because he doesn’t shake hands with fans (at Conventions, and for good reason that I respect), I would like to be able to give Wil Wheaton my Morton’s List dice. I don’t play the game and they work just as well with D&D.


+ I want to see the Cruxshadows in concert (I also really want to know how Rogue gets his hair like that)

+ I would like to go to a convention. I survived GotJ in 2005, I’m pretty sure I could handle a convention (Jamie on the other hand…probably not).

+ I want to go to Yellowstone.

+ I want to go to the Winchester estate, but without a tour group (or tourguide). I want to go with a flashlight, a camera, a map, and maybe one or two other people and have access to just wander around for a few hours. (ok, and an EVP detector, a video camera that has a night vision mode, and all those fun things because I’m a huge dork)

+ I want a Cthulhu hat. And one day I will make it.

+ I want to build a giant Cthulhu that hangs out on the roof (so it can’t be too heavy overall) and kind of peers over part of the house. I think this would be really neat. The idea looks great in my head.

+ I want a plague mask. Bought or made my me, doesn’t really matter.

+ I would like to re-articulate a skeleton. If it’s an animal, I prefer it to have died of natural causes. (or at least not murdered by stupid people because of breed/age/whatever or for something like its skin,feet, or tusks)

+I would like to get some animal skulls so we could have our collection back. Jamie and I each had a small collection of skulls years ago, Jamie lost his to Rhonda (who got rid of them) because they creeped her out and I lost mine to my mom who got rid of them because she didn’t “want that in her house.” We also somehow lost Bob (a small opossum skull) during our many moves. We miss Bob.

+ I would like to get another fetus in a jar. We have one fetus, it is a shark, and it’d be neat to have another (doesn’t have to be a shark) so the shark won’t be lonely.


+ I want to have a better grasp of String Theory and Quantum Physics. I find them really fascinating.

+ I want to make a quilt.

+ I would like to change someone’s mind. In that, I would really like to change someone’s mind about pitties and dogs who look like pitties. It is the person who raises the dog that shapes it to become the way it is, and dogs are not inherently good or evil. (If the person still thinks that, I hope to have Eddie Izzard’s “What is an evil giraffe” somewhere on my person and make them listen to it).

+ I would like to try container gardening…and not forget that we have a garden.

+ I want a zen garden. But I am afraid the dogs would eat the rocks, Ugly would steal the little rake thing, and sand would go everywhere. (or, realistically, someone will poo in it and that’s why we don’t have one)

+ I want the joints in my hands to stop hurting when I start small projects for at least a few more years. I want to be able to make beaded flowers without my fingers hurting.

+ I want to blow something up. Like go into a privately owned field (with permission) and do something like stick a pack of M-100s in a pumpkin and see what happens.

+ I would like to be able to see Edgar Allan Poe, HP Lovecraft, and…hmm…Neil Gaiman or Clive Barker in a room, just to see what they would talk about or politely argue about. I think it would be interesting.

+ I would like my copy of Nurk signed by Ursula Vernon (the author) and Kevin Sonney. They both crack me up. Or at least be able to see them in person (this would require being able to go to a convention)

+ I want to go to an SCA meetup and watch them beat the hell out of each other.


+ I want to learn to shoot a bow.

+ I would like to kill my own meat, skin it, get elbow deep in it, and cut it into bits in which I will consume. I’d like to be able to do this at least once (at least one animal), and if it’s deer, I’d like to be able to watch it go from living to jerky. mmmm deer jerky. (yes, I do realize this is a disgusting, terrible-smelling endeavor but I think it would be fascinating.)

+ I want to go up in a balloon.

+ I want to see my friends be able to legally marry the person they love and not be punished/persecuted for it.

+ I want to build a Dalek. A remote-controlled Dalek that screams “Exterminate!”

+ I would like to meet Wil Wheaton and tell him he is awesome. And that I love him even more because he, and his wife, adopted Seamus and that Seamus is a beautiful dog (and he’s a pittie so that’s extra squee points there!)

+ I want to be in a chili-cookoff.

+ I want to make Hungarian Mushroom soup from scratch (and not leave the pepper in for an hour while we run to the grocery store for an ingredient).

+ I want a room that is a small library, like all four walls are bookshelves with a nice chair or couch in there and all the shelves are filled with books. (We are getting there! Two of our walls have bookshelves shoved against them and they are full. It makes me splee).

+ I want to build a 19th century style coffin.


+ I also want to build a sarcophugus.

+ I want to take apart and rebuild an engine (and have it work).

+ I want to re-purpose our NES and not break it. (I am afraid of breaking it which is why I have yet to attempt it)

+ I want to knit a dog sweater.

+ I really like the idea of making blankets for adoptable animals and I would really like to do that at some point. I think it would be great.

+ It’s a bit weird, but I want my upper canines to be elongated by about a centimeter or two.

+ I want to learn to swordfight.

+ I want to be on a podcast. Sure, I think I sound funny when I listen to myself talk, but it might be interesting.

+ I want to successfully make Challah bread. (and not have it stick to the parchment paper that was requested it be set upon while baking)

+ I want to learn bass or guitar.


+ I want to go to a theatre for the Rocky Horror Picture Show. (a few years ago, our local indie theatre showed RHPS every Halloween and encouraged audience participation. I don’t know if they still do that)

+ I would like to do a compassion hold for a senior dog (or a dog who has a limited time left).

+ I want to make a Smartie castle. Again! I made one that was 3 1/2 bags of smarties, but unfortunately it kinda fell apart, and I’d really like to see if I could do it better. (I have photos of it somewhere)

+ I would like to learn American Sign Language and see if I can teach the dogs some of it.

+ I want to see a cure for MS come to fruition. Or, at least be able to see some type of medication come to fruition that stops the deterioration that is caused by the disease. There is medication that helps slow it down, but I think there should be something better than a once-a-week injection (to the inner thigh!) that also causes the person getting the injection to feel like shit the next day.

+ I want a pair of paratrooper boots (in my size).

+ I want to see BSL/BDL abolished everywhere.

+ I want to see Lennox returned to his family. (or rather hear/read that Lennox has been returned to his family and I would love to find out that the animal warden has been arrested for Perjury)

+ I’d like to be a little more serious about my photography.

+ I want to make a Jayne hat.


+ I would like to own my own bookshop. (or: book, game, and comic shop because I’m a geek)

+ I want a human skeleton. In Virginia, it is legal to own pieces of humans (a human skull would be so cool), but I don’t want to dig up an old body. So it doesn’t have to be formerly living human pieces, it can be plastic-y stuff. I just think it’d be fun.

+ I want a giant metal chicken like Ursula Vernon‘s and like Beyonce. (we were very close to getting a giant metal flamingo, but we figured we couldn’t get it because it wouldn’t fit in the car)

+ I want a kilt. Now, for me to have a kilt, I will go all weird and say “I want it in my clan’s colours!” (I blame my dad, who was/is obsessed about family history and legacy…which still seems odd to me because he is adamant about the fact that his biological father does not exist and I know very little about my family history)

+ I want a Dodo. (Webkinz currently has a Dodo and I am so tempted to search the area for one of these. it is so goofy looking but so cool)

+ I want to make a calendar of our pets. I think it would be great.

+ I want to build a dragon.

+ I want to go to the catacombs.

+ I want to pilot an F-4U1 Corsair.

+ I want a TARDIS.


+ I want an in-ground pool.

+ I would like to “go on vacation” somewhere for longer than a day and not have to worry about the pets.

+ I want a mummy. An actual, dead person wrapped in stuff mummy.

+ I want to make a shrunken head. (and not out of an apple)

+ I’d like to learn graffiti, but I want to do it on paper and not on someone’s wall.

+ I would like to go to Scotland.

+ I want to meet Adam Savage.

+ I want to go to W00tstock. (I highly doubt this happens because W00tstock happens nowhere near here.)

+ I want a replica tail from Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas.

+ I want a bokken since I have no idea what happened to mine besides a guess of it being lost during one move or another.


+ I would like to work in a bookstore or in a theatre. I think it would be fascinating.

+ I want to see this place actually have equality for everyone, respect for everyone no matter what. Personally, I don’t give a fuck if you’re black, white, or purple, if you’re straight, gay, or trans. It’s just a part of who you are. I’m not going to loathe you because of skin tone or sexuality, I’m going to loathe you for chewing with your mouth open and being able to hear your fucking gum popping from four aisles away.

+ I want to see TNR be available in our area. Barn Cat Buddies can only go so far. (TNR is trap-neuter-release).

+ I want to make something Steampunky. (and not in the “herp derp, look it’s a _____ with a gear glued on it! that’s steampunk!” way)

+ I want to learn how to Swing Dance. I’ve tried once and been thoroughly freaked out when I was picked up and swung around by one of the people I was with.

+ I want a tombstone. Specifically, I want my grandmother’s tombstone that she found in a pile of junk and now has sitting in her front yard. (she’s working on moving out of the city and I kind of doubt she’ll take the thing with her)

+ I want to turn the front yard into a garden type area and have little pathways so then this way we won’t have to mow it. (yep makes perfect sense, weed areas instead of mow. but at least this way we have less chance of having another bunny accident again).

+ I want to go to a Halloween party.

+ Thinking along those terms, I would like to either go to a masquerade (with period style clothing) or host one myself.

+ I would like to legally marry my partner (Jamie) without fear of repercussions.


+ I would like to work with Habitat for Humanity again. It was fun when we did it the one time and it’d be fun to do it again.

+ I want a decent pair of sneakers that were not made by a company whose corporate heads feel there is absolutely nothing wrong with people torturing animals and that have a decent cushion for the sole of the shoe.

+ I would like to learn C++.

+ I want to go on a lock-down with Ghost Adventures. (yes, Zak, Nick and Aaron)

+ I want to not have to worry about bills.

+ I want to go through a corn-field maze and not have someone revving a chainsaw behind me.

+ I want an Central Air unit that doesn’t freeze itself when you set it to anything under 68 degrees and habitually breaks during the hottest periods of the year. (one day I will rip this unit out and replace it with a better one that was actually meant for a residential building instead of whatever-the-fuck is in the basement)

+ I want a new mattress.

+ I want Surge to come back, but not as a new mixture like they did with Mr Pibb, but how it was when it first came out. I also really want a Piranha energy drink.

+ I want to study to be a mortician.


I did pretty well until I hit around the 70 mark and then started having trouble thinking of things and these aren’t all of my wishes (or things like: “I want a working dryer, I want a new fridge”). I posted on my twitter that I had hit number 72 and managed to get re-tweeted by Adam Savage. I squeed because I’m a huge geek.

Uh…so Izzy-butt has an upset tummy, so we’ve been trying to make her feel better. We’ve decided: no more egg yolks as treats for her since that’s what has caused it this time (she gets an upset tummy every few months)


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