I just took one of those "when will I die?" tests here. The testmakers' methods weren't disclosed, but supposedly this is the brainchild of a couple of folks at the Harvard math department. Anyway, it predicts that I'll die in November 2054, likely of cancer. But hey, the average life span is 72.5 years and I made it all the way to 79.3 years. Celebrate good times - C'MON!
You know, if things stay the same way that they are now I don't think I want to live to 79.3 years of age. Picture your grandpa sitting there alone, playing video games, browsing for porn, blowing his Social Security check on music and movies, and living vicariously through your friend's grandparent's marriage. Hopefully, I'll have a dog.