Last night my sister and I were sitting in the den and I said to her, "I never want to live in a vegetative state, dependent on some machine and fluids from a bottle to keep me alive. That would be no quality of life at all, If that ever happens, just pull the plug."  So she got up, unplugged the computer, and threw out my beer.  She's such a bitch.

Tact is the ability to change the subject when you can't change your mind.

The difference between 'involvement' and 'commitment' is like an eggs-and-ham breakfast: the chicken was 'involved' - the pig was 'committed'.

A boring life should be feared more than death.