What’s on your bucket list?

That’s a question I get asked often, now that I had another birthday and found out that I’m older than 90 percent of the people in the United States.  What’s on your bucket list?

I’ve already done all the traveling I’ve wanted to do.  I’ve been in more than a dozen foreign countries and visited 48 of the 50 states.  (For some reason, I’ve missed Vermont and New Mexico).  I’ve spoken before crowds of people, performed and played before adoring crowds.  (Well, maybe adoring is too strong.)  Jumped from airplanes, skied across large portions of Alaska and run white water river rapids.

My Bucket List has almost been exhausted.

A few years ago, I had three things left on my Bucket List.  I wanted to grow a pony tail and I wanted to learn to whistle.  (Never had been able to do that since I was a kid.)  I grew a pony tail and cut it off for charity.  And recently I learned how to whistle.  (You just put your lips together and blow).

I have one thing left on my Bucket List.

I want to get a speeding ticket when I’m 90.

That will mean I’ve lived that long – that I’m still driving – and that I’m still a rebel.  What more could you want out of life?