I wish I had the time and players to host all the games I wanted.
Granted, but they're all mix/maxing rules lawyers that view every hiccup in the game as a personal attack against themselves...and the extra time comes from chronic insomnia driving you insane.
I wish I had a turkey sandwich, on rye bread, with lettuce and mustard, and, AND I don't want any zombie turkeys, I don't want to turn into a turkey myself, and I don't want any other weird surprises.