I want to record an ironic, melancholic version of "The Impossible Dream".
I want to build the ultimate content management system and give it away for free.
I want to go door to door all across the country and explain to people why being afraid of some spilled baking soda means that the terrorists are winning, and that the current administration's beating up of the Bill of Rights means the same thing.
This is the kind of stuff a big lottery win for me would buy the world.
Oh, that and at least one professional editor for the Internet at large, but I think we've covered that before.