The Batlord

Alright, so, what's your deepest dream? Could be anything.

Me, I wanna not work hard and not accomplish anything in particular and find a nice little out-of-the-way tropical island the tourists have never heard of to live out my days in quiet laziness, pretending that the outside world doesn't exist. I don't know what island, maybe in the Carribean, or some unknown Hawaiian island, or if all else fails, a Pacific Island that is hopefully not a coral atoll (seriously, a water line that is below sea level and brackish, no good soil to grow anything, and probably small enough that you could spit from one end to the other).

I won't live in the lap of luxury though. I'll find some nice ramshackle place on the beach that may or may not get washed out to sea during every other storm. Get myself a lawn chair so I can watch the sunset with a beer in one hand and a joint in the other. Maybe go down to the local bar on the beach run by a fifty year old fellow ex-patriot who left his job as a Wall Street exec twenty years ago and hasn't worn real shoes since, and get pleasantly plastered with all the other slackass ex-pats who could give a **** about much of anything besides fishing, gathering coconuts, and surfing. To past the rest of the time I imagine I'll get a job at the bar, or maybe fix boats or something (and possibly learn how to actually fix boats).

And when my relatives try to get me to come home for Christmas, I'll just tell them that the only boat off the island just got attacked by pirates.

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