Manic Monday#189

You have a brain tumor. Though there is no discomfort at the moment, this tumor would unquestionably kill you in six months. However, your life can (and will) be saved by an operation; the only downside is that there will be a brutal incision to your frontal lobe. After the surgery, you will be significantly less intelligent. You will still be a fully functioning adult, but you will be less logical, you will have a terrible memory, and you will have little ability to understand complex concepts or difficult ideas. The surgery is in two weeks.

How do you spend the next fourteen days?

I will spend the last remaining days with my family. We would do anything and everything together like go to the beach, visit the zoo, play in the park, fly a kite, dance in the rain....just random everyday things. Then I will make sure to take lots of photos to remind me how lucky I am to still be alive.

Every person you have ever slept with is invited to a banquet where you are the guest of honor. No one will be in attendance except you, the collection of your former lovers, and the catering service. After the meal, you are asked to give a fifteen-minute speech to the assembly.

What do you talk about?

I won't say anything. I'd ask the catering people to bring some food home, there's no way Hubby and I can finish all those food by ourselves.

You have won a prize. The prize has two options, and you can choose either (but not both). The first option is a year in Europe with a monthly stipend of $2,000. The second option is ten minutes on the moon.

Which option do you select?

Europe! Hands down. I've always dreamed of visiting Europe and now is my chance. Going to the moon has never enticed me ever since. You travel for months only to stay for 10 minutes? and for what? rocks? No thank you.