My body goes to the Emory Medical School, and I was assured that they still want it even in its altered state. My mother wanted to give me a plot so I could spend eternity with her, my dad and my sister in a cemetery designed to be easy to mow. I declined.

I didn't have any names to search for.

Despite being sorely behind in going through your emails, I will always trust your inspirations. We can agree on Megan Fox, right?

Law student Nick Kam has written a paper exploring a hypothetical legal scenario: from a set of conjoined twins, one commits a murder. Since justly punishing one requires unjustly punishing the other, would the guilty party escape punishment?

I used to wonder this all the time in high school! I'm glad to see an actual law student explore the issue!

(My chronic insomnia was worse in high school. I think a good night's sleep for me was 5 hours. Not shockingly, I spent a lot of time staring at the ceiling and thinking about random shit.)

I just want to be in the ground and rotting. I want my nitrogen to go back into the soil.

Body farm, Hec. Natural decomp, plus medical research!

My parents both donated their bodies the the University med school. then they were cremated after the school was done with them. they are now in a cardboard box in my brothers office. I'm lobbying to have them sent into space. I think they'd like that.

That is awesomely cool! I have a new after-death plan now.

I just want to donate whatever is useable/needed, and then cremate me and be done with it. I also don't want family members to feel obligated to keep my ashes in an urn/coffee can on the mantel/toilet tank. If they want to mix my ashes in with the rosebed mulch, then right on.

This is pretty much me. Maybe especially the mixing into the mulch part.

Me too, until quester brought up the "into space" thing.

Megan Fox

She's a no, right?

She's a no, right?

We're right on the same page. As long as she keeps making crap movies and lying to the press about being schizophrenic and just generally skanking around...ewww.

Wait, that's not right...

If it's wrong, I don't want to be right!

The story of Karl Rove's father is awesome.

I think I want to have some kind of service for DH, even though he has no desire for a funeral. I think they're good for closure, regardless whether there is a corpse in attendance or not. I've always had great times at funerals, as weird as that is--but they've mostly been for elderly relatives and the chance to get together with cousins that I like but never see is sort of fun.

I braved the grocery store in spite of crappy roads. Turns out it was the best time to go--the store is nearly empty after 10:30! I came home to find DH watching Away We Go for the 11th time.

Memorial services are best. Especially when there's a wake-like air about them. Closure is good, and I can't think of anything better than getting together with other people who knew and thought well of the deceased and telling stories--good and bad--about them. I hate funerals, really. Chances are the person officiating didn't know diddly about the departed, and is just making up platitudes. It seems more dis than respectful.

But maybe that's just me.

Chances are the person officiating didn't know diddly about the departed, and is just making up platitudes. It seems more dis than respectful.

Not just you, Bev. My friend Angie sat with the minister the night before her grandmother's funeral and he still botched her service. I've seen some fairly uncomfortable eulogies given by officiants. Honestly, I prefer to hear family members and friends get up and say a few words.

I mentioned the funeral home before. It was really unexpected, and special, to know that even those people felt somethihng of her loss. I wouldn't expect that in a funeral home, but for the minister/officiator/whoever - if they didn't know the person, then I just can't even see the point of their involvement.