The Buried Life.
It's a show on MTV here, 4 guys driving across America checking off a list of 100 things to do before they die. Each time they mark off something on their list they try to help a stranger mark something off on their own.

Last week they helped a man get in touch with his son that he hasn't seen in 17 years.

My best friend has never met her father. She has always wanted to talk to him, to meet him. We've searched online before, talked about it for years. I didn't set out to find his phone number today...but I did. It was in our customer list in my work computer. It just happened to have been there when I searched for someone else. It had been there the whole time.

It may not have been something I thought about everyday, or something specifically on my list. But it was on hers.
What do you want to do before you die?
( Lisette von Falcon, Mon 1 Feb 2010, 18:20, 24 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

something that cool

( Citizen Cavy Admires your passion for conformity, Mon 1 Feb 2010, 18:35, Reply)

I was 30 before I met my dad for the first time in 2004.
It was awesome. Scary, but awesome and it worked out well.
( Batshitmentalist is sane for once, Mon 1 Feb 2010, 18:36, Reply)

that's awesome...I'm afraid for her...
I'm not sure it's going to turn out so great
( Lisette von Falcon, Mon 1 Feb 2010, 19:13, Reply)

I'd been in touch with dad for 4 years before we met,
and my half brothers had also flown out to visit their "big sister" as they were curious about me. Meeting him was a natural conclusion after we were already in touch and I learned a lot more than mum ever told me. But it was worth it.

Go see page 5 of the current QOTW for what happened on the final night :)
( Batshitmentalist is sane for once, Mon 1 Feb 2010, 19:37, Reply)

your mum

(Bazongaloid, Mon 1 Feb 2010, 18:39, Reply)

she's a freak

( Lisette von Falcon, Mon 1 Feb 2010, 18:51, Reply)

My favorite!

(MichaelS wasn't picked again, Mon 1 Feb 2010, 18:55, Reply)

Get laid again.

( girlinthehole, Mon 1 Feb 2010, 18:47, Reply)

This.
And meet my biological father, who most likely doesn't even know I exist and all I have is a very common name.
( Noeli overtheshoulderboulderholderthingstraplatchboobs, Mon 1 Feb 2010, 18:52, Reply)

it's not too difficult

( Lisette von Falcon, Mon 1 Feb 2010, 18:52, Reply)

You'd think so wouldn't you.

( girlinthehole, Mon 1 Feb 2010, 18:53, Reply)

all you need to do is dress slutty and act drunk

( Lisette von Falcon, Mon 1 Feb 2010, 19:13, Reply)

I'm not after sex with anyone.
I'd like someone who's nice to me for a change. Just once......before I shuffle off this mortal coil.
( girlinthehole, Mon 1 Feb 2010, 19:16, Reply)

then you should have said that instead of just getting laid

( Lisette von Falcon, Mon 1 Feb 2010, 19:19, Reply)

Sorry : (

( girlinthehole, Mon 1 Feb 2010, 19:21, Reply)

Nothing really anymore.
I've been pretty lucky working in some very strange areas when I worked in the mines and on the oil rigs, been drunk in New Orleans on a basically unlimited oil company expense account, when I was in my 20's I had an incredibly kinky girlfriend who tried a LOT of things (wore me out), been able to make up my debt to the environment working to clean up contamiantion andn have published some really good documents, I've flown a lot of places, have a good marraige
(even if I can't spell the fucking word) and two wonderful daughters (even if they are both evil) etc. Of course I'm sitting in the Delta Sky Club at the Tampa Florida airport right now drinking way too much free booze so maybe tomorrow when I am giving a presentation I'll want to be not hungover.

I guess it would be nice to win one of the 100 plus million dollar lotteries (worth about 5 pounds anymore) but generally I'm pretty lucky and don't need too much.
(MichaelS wasn't picked again, Mon 1 Feb 2010, 18:55, Reply)

Increase my croissant consumption.

( crackhouseceilidhband Fuck off back to Mumsnet, Mon 1 Feb 2010, 19:04, Reply)

It'll give the wee 'un much needed nutrition
They thrive on pastry, or so I hear.
(PenguinOfDeath is Scottish, and most likely angry, Mon 1 Feb 2010, 19:07, Reply)

You're pregnant!
Which means you have permission to get fat. Get those pastries down you.
( girlinthehole, Mon 1 Feb 2010, 19:09, Reply)

Honestly?
Go exploring the far east on my own with just a backpack and survival skills, living off the land and all that. I don't want to see my family, despite having never met half of them or seen them for a very long time.

The half of my family that I've never met before/seen for 21 years has made it clear that they don't want to know me at all when I sent my half brother and my biological dad an email saying I'd like to meet up with them and get to know them. They essentially replied in very short, terse ways saying they'd think about it, and that was about half a year ago now, so it's fairly safe to say that they don't want to. Sucks, but oh well, such is life.
(Ghost Atreides enjoying incontestable health benefits on, Tue 2 Feb 2010, 0:18, Reply)

I'd want closure on that.
Sort of like, hey, creator of half my dna, you may not give a shit but at least have the balls to tell me as such.
( Noeli overtheshoulderboulderholderthingstraplatchboobs, Tue 2 Feb 2010, 8:29, Reply)

Eh
If he can't be fucked with me trying to get in contact then I can't be arsed to waste more time trying to get him to admit so.
(Ghost Atreides enjoying incontestable health benefits on, Tue 2 Feb 2010, 17:01, Reply)

Fair play.

( Noeli overtheshoulderboulderholderthingstraplatchboobs, Tue 2 Feb 2010, 17:35, Reply)

Learn to paraglide
And go speedflying in the alps.
( Hdjejjwsjdjjf LOOK, Tue 2 Feb 2010, 0:51, Reply)