Mine is much longer than 5, but in the interest of brevity:
Travel to Norway, Italy, New Zealand, Mongolia, St. Petersburg, Thailand, Bali, Dusseldorf, and Madagascar
Become fluent in another language
See the aurora borealis
Go on a two-week fishing trip to a remote part of Alaska
Learn to surf
Do you have a list?
Graduate with my two degrees.
Get a fulfilling and hopefully well-paying career.
Marry TonyF.
Have two happy and healthy children.
Live happily.
Btw Large Marge, if you want suggestions on where to go in Thailand, feel free to pm me! My family’s from Thailand so I know the ins and outs of the country.
Visit England, Scotland and Wales, lands of my ancestors.
Finish my record collection, and the databases of it, and listen to everything in it.
Yes, I have so many records, I haven’t heard some of them yet.
Live with my wife in a really nice house, like the ones on the Home Porn shows.
Outlast the current management at my workplace so that it can become a radio station to be reckoned with.
Quit smoking.
become a published author
take the mule trip down the Grand Canyon
have my champion show dog at last
learn to scuba dive , and do so in the Caribbean, Hawaii, Bahamas, Australia… all the beautiful , exotic locations
find someone to love, that loves me back
I have been lucky enough to cross a few things off that list that were right up at the top in the last few years:
Pet a tiger (also got to hug and kiss him , and give him a bottle of milk 
)
Swim with a dolphin
Go up in the St. Louis Arch
I would like to establish a hoax. Not a scam, more like a crop circle kind of thing.
I’d settle for starting an original and ultimately pervasive urban legend.
1.) discover a way to be comfortable with myself and learn to like who I am
2.) Publish at least a short story, pushing it- a novel
3.) Obtain a Ph.D
4.) See humanity take to the stars
5.) Visit space
See all fifty states (up to 38 now)
See parts of all 7 continents and most of the major capital cities in them
Learn to completely control my temper and just let most everything slide
Legally marry my partner
See the world become a more liberal loving less violent and more accepting
place.
For the past 5 years I’ve had a list of 25 Things to Do Before I Die, in no particular order. It took some thinking to narrow it down to just five, but here they are (still in no particular order):[ul][li]Find me somebody to love (with apologies to Queen)[/li][li]Do as much traveling as I can, both CONUS and OCONUS[/li][li]Get my helicopter pilot’s license[/li][li]Jump out of a perfectly good airplane[/li][li]Be at the game when New York wins a Stanley Cup and/or World Series[/ul][/li]I still want to do the other 20 things, too.
Get a better-paying job so that next time I move out of my parents’ house, I stay that way. (Third time’s the charm, right?) Preferably owning my own home, but between my parents some days, a cardboard box might be ok if I were to move someplace that didn’t have winter.
Go back to Ireland. First time I went, we visited the west first on account of our Clan Rally, then I broke my collarbone in a fall from a horse. Got to find out what it’s like trying to get into an Irish ER during World Cup, but had to come home early and missed Dublin.
Go to London. Been to England twice to go to Castle Donnington Festival in my teens, flew into Prestwick to stay with a Scottish pen-pal both times, never got that far south. (I’ve also been to the Netherlands and Germany without really seeing any major cities or typical tourist stuff, with the exception of walking past the royal palace in The Hague.)
Finish my book. You people who want to get published are way ahead of me. I’ve been working off and on for six years and so far have an outline and a few scenes. On the other hand, I average 60+ hours of work per week most of the year and for the last ten months have been taking care of a disabled parent going through cancer treatment, so forgive me if when I have some time to myself I prefer to squander it on “relaxing.”
Without getting into numbers, get back the body I had before I met my ex-fiance. Though I daresay, considering, I’m not doing so badly in the male attention department now… there are just cuter clothes in smaller sizes and I’d feel better about what I see in the mirror. I was pleasantly curvy, not super-thin. Right now I’m a little more curvy than I like. I have lost half the weight that I gained during the misery that was the last year I was with my ex, the other half is just a little harder. (See #4 for why I’m not exercising as often as I ought. I tried joining a gym with the theory that it would motivate me more, but I just ended up getting ripped off by two different places which in turn resulted in bounced checks. Not worth the hassle.)
Become so hot and buff that not a single person on Earth is in my league. Hey, I think big.
Become a published and appreciated author of fiction, or possibly screenwriter, or both. Preferably both.
Travel. Nowhere special, just travel. A lot.
Fly a plane. And a helicopter.
Have loads and loads of really immoral, offensive sex with multiple partners of various genders and orientations.
That’s an oxymoron. 
Have another dog like Dottie. It is said someone has a perfect pet once in their life, she was mine. And I had her way too short of time. I still miss her terribly. sniff, sniff…
Win the lottery. At least 10 million would do fine. Wouldn’t turn down a smaller amount though. Though it’s too late to do alot for my children, I would love to leave something for my grandchildren so they can have a good life.
Drive a race car at Daytona or Talladega.
Travel the US in a motorhome. I have seen very little.
Lose some weight. If I was to learn to cook in a leaner fashion, that would help.
1- Witness a solar eclipse
2- Play the lead in the Phantom of the Opera
3- Pay off every last debt
4- Walk my daughter down the aisle
5- Pee on George W Bush’s grave
Die before I become a burden.
Lead police on a high speed chase.
Go skydiving.
Be known globally for something (good would probably be better)
Live well.
Its hard to pick 5. I have a list of Maxim’s “100 Things to Do Before You Die” that I’ve modified heavily, an is in no particular order.
Learn Spanish or Italian. Or both.
Learn to fly. (Vehicle optional.)
Learn to drive a race car. Might use said skill on the Harbor Freeway. No promises.
Learn to make my mom’s Yorkshire pudding.
Learn to balance everything in my life.
Well, four of these aren’t pie-in-the-sky. That’s not so bad.
Become a successful author.
Play either Henry Higgins or Tevye on stage in a critically acclaimed “reinvented the role” performance (doesn’t have to be Broadway).
Visit all of the continents (preferably with a camera crew!).
Meet the love of my life and enter into a long and happy marriage or something like it.
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Swim in every ocean, including Antarctic. ( This means I’d visit every continent, of course ).
Learn to scuba dive.
Witness the birth of a baby. Never have, to me it is something that helps to define being a human being on this planet. No idea how I’d do such a thing, but I want to.
Make amends.
See my children be as happy to go back to their homes as they are coming to visit me in mine. (Or, will be, since they’re currently obnoxious teenagers. 
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Cartooniverse
[ul][li]To fall in love with a woman, and she with me; and to live our lives happily together[/li][li]To have my own helicopter[/li][li]To travel all over the world[/li][li]To be handsome[/li][li]To do something really amazingly amazing that changes people’s lives in a positive way[/ul][/li]
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[list][li]Get my helicopter pilot’s license[/*][/li][/quote]
You go, girl!
Easy-peasy! ‘You bring milk and I’ll bring flour / And we’ll have pudding in half an hour!’ A cup of milk, a cup of flour, two eggs, half a teaspoon of salt, and some drippings from your roast. Mix everything together except the drippings. Put some drippings into a tin, pour in the batter, and cook at 425°F for 20-30 minutes (until nice and brown – but don’t peek a lot). Serve immediately, because they’ll start to deflate.
I had a friend who used to say “Easy-peasy Japanesie!” I have no idea where it came from. What is the origin of yours?