Junkyard Dawg

If there is any part of my body that can be salvaged, I want it to be like one big fat junk yard...people who need the part can come n' get 'er. I am Mormon like Suvi and members of the LDS church believe in a literal resurrection and the restoration of our physical bodies in a perfected state when Christ returns to the earth. Someone once told me that mormons shouldn't do organ donation because then everything would be wild and crazy during the resurrection. But I like to imagine the comraderie that will necessarily errupt...my pristine liver flying through the air to find me and the second owner waving amicably with a mouthed "thanks" from their own whirlwind of body part restoration. My new friends and I all walking arm in perfectly restored arm as we contemplate the silliness of that whole "imperfect body" business during the first "phase". My funeral will necessarily be closed casket. THe End.

A parrot, a witch and two unicorns walk into a bar...

Ya'll have some good ideas. And though I am well aware of decomposition and how little importance our temporal body has in the grand scheme of things, I think preserving it would be my route. So Id keep it simple. I'm pretty sure I want a traditional funeral ceremony...but I would request of a few things; say, one request would be that my funeral be a funeral/talent show. Sorta like my wedding will be. And all my family and friends would have 1 to 3 minutes to entertain the guests after my eulogy, which would be given by either Steve Puente, Suvi or Ben Howell. Preferably Ben because he would probably forget its a eulogy and talk about the inner workings of pipe organs and their striking resemblance to the living body; which could technically be his talent for the funeral. The only other thing I would like is the first part of a joke on my tombstone. Like; a parrot, a witch and two unicorns walk into a bar..." and thats it. Just the first part of the joke. Or when my wife dies...the joke can continue on her tombstone. I think thats it.