Five things to do before I die

Don't worry, I'm not planning on kicking the bucket any time soon.

Visit all six inhabited continents
I'd like to see as much as possible of the different cultures of the world.

Write a critically acclaimed work of fiction
I love writing.

Establish a cult that would worship me as a god
Not a death cult or a sexploitation cult, just one where they thought I was Zoroaster or Jahova or something.

Escape from said cult
Because I'd find out quite quickly that it's just too damn creepy.

Start my own Science Fiction franchise
To make millions of dollars and millions of fanboys and fangirls dress up as weird alien characters I made up.

Clients 1 - 8 Wish List

I've invented a new nasty, mean-spirited game. As you probably know by now, Eliot Spitzer, the soon to be ex-governor of New York, is Client No. 9 of the Emperors Club VIP prostitution ring. Who are Clients 1 through 8? Is there a Client No. 10, or even more? Since the identities of these high-paying johns has not yet been revealed, you can now engage in some venomous fun. Don't try to guess who the other clients are. Just fantasize about famous people you hate (or just really dislike) being involved in this sordid scandal.

Here's my own wish list (in no particular order):

1. Vice President Dick Cheney
2. Mahmoud Ahmedinijad (hey, he has visited New York twice)
3. Rush Limbaugh
4. Trent Lott
5. David Duke
6. Bill O'Reilly
7. Jesse Jackson
8. Benjamin Netanyahu (that would be a big embarrassment for him in Israel, but no career ender)