If You Were Dying

[Mytical]

Like a few here, I'd rather people throw a party then sit around boohooing and saying nice things just because I am no longer alive. As for announcing? Heh, seeing as according to doctors I should already be dead..and I didn't go around announcing it at the time, doubt I would.

"Oh again? That's nice." pretty much would be my response.

[Jester]

I have a plot all ready for the cremains.

Plot? Not me. Me, I want my ashes scattered, both in Tempe and Key West, thank you very much. Desert and tropics, that's where I belong.

Like a few here, I'd rather people throw a party then sit around boohooing and saying nice things just because I am no longer alive.

Fuck nice things. I would want my friends to be snarky with me in death just like in life. "Remember when Jester almost got punched in the face by that one dude? How the fuck did he NOT get punched? He sure deserved it that day." Tell stories. Remember me for all my attributes, not just the good stuff, but the flaws as well. "That arrogant asshole almost landed me in jail one day for opening his big mouth." As long as it's all true, lay it out there, kids.

Just leave my middle name out of it. I'll hate that piece of shit till the day I die, and then beyond.

[AriGriffin]

I keep a list of sites I post on and online friends to notify along with usernames/passwords to get into said accounts for when I die or am no longer able to opperate a computer. My Mom, cousin, and Aunt D knows where to find it since I update it as needed.

I have already planned my funeral- I have some songs picked out such as:
'Another One Bites the Dust' by Queen
'When the River Meets the Sea' version with Jerry Nelson and Louise Gold
see- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6yqYdr7TOxI (Note- it is from Jim Henson's memorial service and they are trying not to cry while singing.)
A cover of "Dixie Wailin" from Fraggle Rock
see- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8TFWva_lb00

As for my body, if science doesn't want it, I want it to be placed on a raft, sent out to sea, and set on fire via a lone flaming arrow while 'Disco Inferno' by the Trammps plays.

[Marmalady]

My dad, who loves trad jazz, has always said he wants a New Orleans type funeral where the band plays the coffin to its resting place and everyone sings and dances along the road. Damn if I won't try and do it for him too (though not for years yet I hope).

[Plaidman]

Trying to duck a medical bill?

How's that old joke go? Doctor gave me six months to live. When I couldn't pay the bill, he gave me another six months.


I'd likely not say anything. Don't see the point. People come and go. I'd rather have people think I've gone off to do better things then to laugh and/or maybe cry over my death.

Though I have descussed my funeral with my mom during the worst of times at work when people have assualted/robbed me at gunpoints or when I was majory depressed, so she knows the music I want/food/and where my ashes are to go.

[NateTheChops]

Make no mistake. I plan to go out the way I came in. Head first, naked and screaming.

[Jester]

I dunno. I think my grandfather had it right. He went out in his sleep.

Unlike the other five people in his car.

[Sheldonrs]

Make no mistake. I plan to go out the way I came in. Head first, naked and screaming.

I guess if it's OK with your Mom, but... OUCH!

[wchristopher]

Facebook is the only place I'd announce anything. Though my family gets so butt hurt when I don't cal them personally first to tell them.

I'm sorry but with Facebook I can tell my whole family at once. I am going to do it.

[Android Kaeli]

LOL my funerary arrangements are very similar.

I plan on donating my dearly departed ass to science, dissection or crash testing, I don't care. Part me out, I'm out of my body and don't need it. After they are done, I have a plot all ready for the cremains. Since my body isn't going to be involved in my funeral, it is going to be a nice party held at a convenient hall with music and a nice buffet, with an open bar. I have a guest list that I keep updated, and a playlist, and a menu with hall suggestions.

When I go, all organs that can be used will be donated for transplants and my body donated to science and/or a body farm. 'Cause it won't be doing anyone any good six feet under with a headstone. If that's not possible, I'll be cremated and whoever is left can do whatever they want with them.

I'd tell a few places, because I've been going there for years and if I suddenly left people would start to worry. Hell when the power source of my old computer went kaput, and I had to wait for a new one for a week, people were freaking out a bit.

[42_42_42]

By the way, it will be stated in my will (if I ever get around to actually doing one) that if there is any kind of memorial service for me, there should be rock music playing and an open bar. I still say the Irish are the ones who got it right. Someone dies, they throw a party!

We always have wine at post-memorial service receptions at my church (yes, in the parish hall). We went through almost two cases at the last one (but then there were almost 300 people there). We Episcopalians love our wine.

[Jester]

What I'd really like is to somehow get Heart, Sheryl Crow, and/or Pat Benatar playing live at my memorial. That would be AWESOME! Hell, maybe even Offspring...they seem like they'd get a kick out of the idea!

[NateTheChops]

Pat Benatar...I could definitely see Shadows of the Night at my funeral.

I'd definitely want David Gahan to sing at mine. (Anberlin will be stopped at gunpoint at the door)

[Jester]

Pat Benatar...I could definitely see Shadows of the Night at my funeral.

One of my favorite Benatar songs!

"And now the hands of time are standin' still--
Midnight angel, won't you say you will..."

[JustaCashier]

A bit but when I read this local obit this morning, for a guy that recently passed just shy of his 55th Birthday, (about 2.5 years older than I am ), I thought of this thread, and especially Jester's one posting, when I read this:

He's up there smiling while sitting with his toes in the water, ass in the sand, not a worry in the world, a cold Bud in his hand.

Mike