Somehow, with a break in my practising for hibernation; I found a web page devoted to finding your own “Personal Day of Death”.
Taking most things into account; it seems that the World will have to put up with my stupidity until 21:30, Friday March 27th, 2015.
You will note that by 21:30, in the evening, I will have had time to enjoy several fingers of good Single Malt Whisky, and possibly the company of several well endowed blond ladies of good spirit.
Naturally I will have watched a model train circle a layout of track, boring me to death, until the ladies arrived.