My dad recently turned 89. Last week he told me he wanted to schedule a day to break his hip. He figured he’d do it himself rather then wait for an accident to happen. He felt he could get it out of the way sooner rather than later. I thought that was a good idea. I asked him if he wanted to do it in his kickboxing class or maybe skateboarding in the driveway. He told me he’d rather fall on the porch of his beach house on the way to dialysis. So that’s what he did, right on cue. It’s worked out real well and now it’s crossed off the bucket list. On the upside, I’ve gotten to do this groovy drawing of him for the instaweb.