Solace After Death

So, I bought myself a coffin.



But I still have a lot of work to finish up my funeral pre-arrangements. I figure it's worth it though. Even though I'm certain I have a good 30 years left, I could go at any time. Like Sylar. I'm sure he expected to live indefinitely. But, nope! He's gone. And he didn't make pre-arrangements.

I don't want to burden my family with trying to arrange my funeral and pay for it all while still mourning my death. So, I'm taking it upon myself to handle it for them.

I'm not a religious man, so that takes a ton of costs out of it. No crucifixes, no priest, no holy water. If they could have my last rights read by Yoda, I'd go for it though. But the website I found didn't offer it.

The headstone was one of the best parts.

I was going to go with Han Solo, frozen in Carbonite. But John Kaczinsky beat me to it.



So, I decided to go with something else.



Oh, that cracks me up everytime! My sides are hurting as I type this.

For the ceremony, since I couldn't find a Yoda to perform, I went with this guy instead.



Of course, my wake is going to consist of a 12+ Hour Star Wars Saga viewing so I can see it all one more time. Hopefully, I can find some video editor to add a Force Ghost Me to the end of ROTJ.

Then, I want everyone to jam out to Ob La Di and Funky Town while I sail away into the ocean.



ARRRRCHHHHH! I forgot about my headstone. Um, well...I guess they'll have to fish me out after the ceremony and bury me. Yeah, that'll work.