Since one of our most frequent recreational past times is taking a walk in the nearby cemetery, we play the “when I die” game a lot.
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 Vol Abroad 
July 25, 2007 at 6:34 pm
The chap with the stolen street sign BTW had quite an interesting life history, being an Iraqi anti-Ba’athist.
July 26, 2007 at 10:44 am
Nothing like an interesting plot.
I 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.
July 27, 2007 at 10:19 am
Oh. My.
I want to be mulched.
July 27, 2007 at 8:00 pm
Vol,
I 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
July 27, 2007 at 8:24 pm
Mike – sure, most of my photos are under Creative Commons license – you should be able to download it from here:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/londonlooks/329257041/
I think this is the one you’re interested in.