Wow, it's kinda like a school shooting. You die, but you take everyone with you. =P

Wonder if it was "voluntary" or forced?

I always kind of wanted to be cremated and scattered, not sure where though.
I think I saw a guy in a movie once that had urns with the remains of his late wife and two dogs lined up on his dresser.

no fair picking on Ibram when I made a less-than-heterosexual wish for my deathbed on page 1

Less than? I'm pretty sure that's more than hetero. :p

I debated the usage, but you get the point

They can do whatever they think they should with my body, except stuff it...and the party better be a good one!

. . . or eat it.

ew.

Well, if it's a situation where they have to eat it...I won't be around to notice, hopefully.

So, my bosses's mother passed away yesterday. She was 91 years old. Although she had cancer, her illness was not protracted, and she died in her bed at home with her entire family around her. 8 children, 19 grandchildren, and 9 great-grandchildren.

She was a vivacious woman who lived a full life, including achieving a master's degree in fine art at age 75.

That's the way I want to go!