This year I experienced the dubious pleasure of knowing that I'd outlasted the corporeal incarnation of some one's Lord and Saviour, Jesus H Christ . This put me to thinking, that I could map my life against the lives and deaths of famous people; having already convincingly beaten such luminaries as Gram Parsons and Jimi Hendrix, I should create a series of short-term targets (short term being the only ones I can ever really achieve given that my attention span is shorter than 140 characters) against which to measure my lifespan. Every victory is valid, regardless of the intrinsically pointless or pyrrhic nature thereof. So here it is, my guide to outliving the rich and famous. Well, not guide exactly, more a list of people about whom I can feel smug for having managed to not kill myself over a greater period of time. Which reminds me, I forgot to celebrate Sylvia Plath's death three years ago. I've already crossed out Jesus, so next stop - Charlie 'Birdman'...
Scribblings and jotterings unfit for public consumption, but mechanically recovered just in case.