When I die:
- Don't bury me in this crappy cemetery.
- I want a kick ass floral memorial - like maybe this one - only in single malt/ sipping whiskey flavor.
- I want to enter the fossil record, so you have to bury me in a zone of accretion rather than erosion (I majored in Geology in college)
But never once has either of us said:
When I die, please steal a street sign, turn it around and write my whole life story in both Arabic and English and cover my grave with a random assortment of fake flowers which you may or may not have collected from other parts of the cemetery.

The chap with the stolen street sign BTW had quite an interesting life history, being an Iraqi anti-Ba'athist.
ReplyDeleteNothing like an interesting plot.
ReplyDeleteI have already instructed my daughters as to which bands will play at my memorial concert ten years after I'm gone. No aging Supertramp singers, please.
Oh. My.
ReplyDeleteI want to be mulched.
Vol,
ReplyDeleteI am working on a project for a friend in trade for frosty cold beers, and I found a picture of yours on Nicole's site of a few trees in fog. http://travelingtreefrog.com/category/weather/ I really like the feel of the shot, and I was wondering if I could use it. Bottom-line is that I refuse to steal anything, and I promise to properly credited you in my presentation.
Thanks,
mjo
Mike - sure, most of my photos are under Creative Commons license - you should be able to download it from here:
ReplyDeletehttp://www.flickr.com/photos/londonlooks/329257041/
I think this is the one you're interested in.