What do you want done with your body when you die? do you care? do you have special plans?

I’m doing like Nick Swardson. Strobe lights, anyone?

Nah, but really. I can’t decide, I don’t want to be buried cause it’s wasteful and expensive, and I don’t want to be cremated cause my father was and I’ll be in bits. Then again, I’ll be in one piece, or eco-friendly…what to do, what to do… I got time. I’ll figure it out. :)

I kind of want to be scattered in an icy ocean.

I’m going to donate everything that’s useable, and then have anything left cremated and thrown to the winds at some place of my choosing that I’ll pick later.

I am going to donate all that I can. Then I am going to be buried. I like the idea of returning to dust.

I’m with shrubbery.

I want science to take everything it can use, then I want the rest to be cremated. I’d then like my closest friends/family to scatter my ashes on every continent – particularly all the places I never got to see.

I told my girlfriend I want my ashes on the fireplace mantel in a gold-plated pimp cup with diamonds on it.

Donating my organs and then planning on donating my body the the University of Tennessee’s Forensic Anthropology Department’s “Body Farm”. Ya get to stay in one piece and do what comes naturally: decompose. No cutting up or practice plastic surgery for me, just dust to dust in the most natural way :-) and it helps further knowledge of decomposition for all the learning forensic entomologists and anthropologists.

I’m donating my body to UAB because that is where my mom received her liver.

I’m undecided, but leaning toward cremation. I mean, I like the idea of having a grave because there’s something absolutely beautiful and peaceful about certain graveyards to me. And I do like the idea that, in a way, anyone who comes to visit you can be right there with whatever of you is left.

But cremation is the more responsible route to take. That, and if people want to divide me up and share me, it’s completely possible. There would be no worries about someone moving to a different state and not being able to visit a grave because I could move with them. Pretty much, I want everyone to be happy. I know some people would scatter me places that I enjoyed during life or places they thought I might enjoy, I know others would hang on to me. All of it’s okay with me, as long as they do what makes them happiest. There are actually even little metal lockets that are made now, with someone’s ashes sealed on the inside, which I think is a very neat idea.

i know someone who is going to turn herself into a diamond

I want everyone to cook my organs and eat them.

@buster, pass me the salt. Always wondered what human flesh tastes like.

If animals are good we must be scrumptious but, I’d like to be dressed up, with nice hair, and all that jazz in a glass box and call myself a doll or donate my body to that university that studies decomposing bodies.

Whoever I leave behind gets to pick whatever makes them feel best. I won’t have a preference.

After harvesting anything useful for donation, I’d like to be buried in a beautiful old graveyard in Frederick, MD. Francis Scott Key is buried there, too.

After harvesting any usable organs, whatever’s cheapest and has the lowest carbon footprint.

@auguslan: Mt. Olivet Cemetery? I wound up there once when I got lost and asked where I was and they told me it as a where he was buried. I went, “Who?” and then drove off. About 15 miles away I remembered the 5th grade and went, “Damn it!”

@asmonet…yep, that’s the one. I love that place! wait, is that weird?

@augustlan: Nope. I know a few cemeteries I like to hang out at…that’s weird. (I like to draw and take pictures so…I look for beautiful scenery. Cemeteries tend to fit the bill.)

So peaceful, too.

I want to be tuned into a giant collective compost heap so that maybe some day apples will stop tasting like washed out tomatoes as they too often do at Albertsons theze days.

Ideally I would sell my organs to the highest bidder. Sadly I can’t do that. I was a fan of organ donations but recently I’ve come to rethink my position on that issue. I really like the idea of becoming a diamond.

i’m donating my organs and perhaps the rest of me can be a plastination exhibit.

Heh, sidenote, cremation makes me think fewer people will treat your passing seriously. My granpda, the marine, the olympian, and the multimillion dollar making lawyer for MGM is currently in a USMC Urn in my cars passenger side footwell. I’d say his life took a weird turn somewhere, but I guess that no longer applies.