let me talk about funerals and death for a moment.
I know, I know, "we've all seen enough of it lately" but no.  Hear me out.


When I die for whatever reason, be it hanged, shot, assassinated, car accident, (more likely) motorcycle accident, the first random act of "god" in several thousand years, or my own stupidity, here's what I expect:  a party.
I've been to a few funerals in the last 8 months or so, and they're all the same.  Mine?  I don't want a stupid viewing.  I don't want a ceremony.  I don't want prayers.  I don't want grieving.
I want everyone getting wasted and listening to punk rock.

Let me explain:  No one likes funerals.  Why?  They're sad, depressing, and most of all, long and boring.  Someone died.  Mourning won't bring them back.  Why cry over the loss of life when you could celebrate what a life has contributed to many others?   My funeral won't be pomp and circumstance.  Burn my body, but the ashes in a jar, and bury me at sea.  Then go back to the mainland and have a wicked party.  Everything going crazy, plentiful food, music, alcohol, and maybe a few nice words about me.  "He was a sweet dude.  At least he tried" and then rock out.