You like ships. You don't seem to be looking at the destinations. What you care about is the ships, and mine's the nicest.

Kaylee ,'Serenity'


Natter 43: I Love My Dead Gay Whale Crosspost.  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


tommyrot - Mar 08, 2006 12:19:11 pm PST #2884 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Let my body putrify for a week or two, then dump it on the White House lawn.

(Depending on who's in office at the time, of course.)


Theodosia - Mar 08, 2006 12:23:49 pm PST #2885 of 10001
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"

I'd actually volunteer for the eaten-by-vultures option. Post-mortem, for preference.


tommyrot - Mar 08, 2006 12:26:23 pm PST #2886 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

I'd actually volunteer for the eaten-by-vultures option. Post-mortem, for preference.

That'd be cool.

Or if they'd need to test what happens when a person gets sucked through a jet engine....


Aims - Mar 08, 2006 12:28:44 pm PST #2887 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Oh yeah, I forgot to say - donate everything that ban be donated, take everything that can be studied, burn the rest.


juliana - Mar 08, 2006 12:29:31 pm PST #2888 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…

I wanna go to the Body Farm!


JZ - Mar 08, 2006 12:31:15 pm PST #2889 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.

To hell with that no crying crap. I want people bawling their eyes out at my sendoff. There'll be plenty of good food, and stories and laughing are also encouraged, but tears are mandatory.

eta: Donation and cremation as well, but still with the tears. Wailing is acceptable. And I'll probably put a clause in my will handing over all my signed first editions to the first mourner who ululates.


DavidS - Mar 08, 2006 12:31:35 pm PST #2890 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

I gave myself a minor head injury on Friday while getting into my car.

That's how I got my last black eye. There was also blood.

::Orders "How To Care For Your Human Head" from Amazon for ita and shrift. Chapter 1: That thing at the top of your neck. Chapter 2: Your nemesis the car door. Chapter 3: Head ducking - a primer.::


Ginger - Mar 08, 2006 12:33:29 pm PST #2891 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

the pine casket isn't that obscure a tradition

Hell, it's been a plot point on at least two Law & Order's.

I've signed the papers for my body to go to the local medical school, to be snickered at by med students. If something goes awry with that, it's the Body Farm or anything useful. I wonder if I could leave my body to Mythbusters to shoot or blow up or something.


Spidra Webster - Mar 08, 2006 12:34:12 pm PST #2892 of 10001
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.

Howdy hey.

Just finished submitting my first resume of this jobhunt. I've been very good about looking and networking and making lists, but not so good about the doing the verdammt resume. So this is quite a triumph for me. I hope I at least get called in for an interview. The job would be very exciting and a pay boost, but it would also continue my tradition of high stress jobs... which is a tradition I'd like to discontinue.

Now I have to compose a new resume for a totally different job. And I need to find more jobs that I'm qualified for that I feel like I'd actually want to do.


Kathy A - Mar 08, 2006 12:34:17 pm PST #2893 of 10001
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil

tears are mandatory

For my grandma's funeral, my mom wanted to hire a bagpiper to play "Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ra," Gramma's favorite song, but her sibs talked her out of it. I'm sort of glad they did, because I would have been a bigger mess than I already was if they did play it.