In 2015, I turned 40. Determined not to become a boring, middle-aged frump, I launched Operation Goosebumps. It started as a personal quest to do 40 daring things during my 40th year. I gave it a good shot, but when my 41st dawned, I’d missed the deadline. By a LOT. And so the quest continues. Year by year. Dare by dare. Even if it takes me the rest of the decade. Or the rest of my life.