I'm pretty proud of that, actually. :)
But the reason I bring it up, is because I'm trying to decide what goals I should set next, if any of my older goals can be put up on the shelf as "done" to make room, and so forth.
The interesting thing is that, having made the realization that "most things I decide to do, actually get done sooner or later," I start to take my goals a lot more seriously. Once upon a time, I flirted with the goal of starting a RPG company, for instance; I hadn't really settled on it, but I did give it a serious look. At the time, I hadn't quite reached the "if I choose to make it happen, it will" stage, so I still thought of it as a pie-in-the-sky sort of idea. These days, if I decided that it can and will happen, I would be treating it as a real and actual thing.
That makes me a lot more careful about choosing goals. When all your goals are crazy dreams, it doesn't matter if they're good ideas, bad ideas, or just hot air. When your goals are the precursors to a new reality, on the other hand, you have to consider what changes achieving the goal will bring to your life.
The goal of "having a comic strip," for instance, has had the effect of "eat my weekends." This is the kind of thing that, as you begin looking at goals as reality, you have to account for and think through.
Anyway, I have the idea of making "Have an extended chat with Stephen Fry" a real-life goal ... and thinking about the things that would entail. A trip to England? Or California? Finding somebody who knows someone who knows someone to introduce me? I could just send a random fan mail via the BBC, but as somebody who gets fan mail myself, I can imagine the kind of reaction that might get.
ME: "Dear Mr. Fry, I am a great admirer of your work and I am writing a novel in which the main character is inspired largely by you. I was wondering if I could take you to dinner and chat for a while, to help me get the nuances down. Sincerely, The Gneech."
STEPHEN FRY: "Dear, er, The: Thank you for your kind letter. I'm afraid that I'm booked solid for dinner in the immediate future, on the grounds that I don't know you from Adam, and after what happened to John Lennon, you can understand my reluctance. Thanks anyway and all that. Hoping you aren't deranged, Stephen."
Ah well. Right now, I'm still at the pondering stage. But it's fun to think about.
Anybody out there know someone who knows someone who knows Stephen Fry?