Way out in left field

Interestingly I left the market a bit ago. The bag boy tried to put a twelve pack of Miller Lite that belonged to the next customer in my cart. I told him it wasn't mine, and only women drink lite beer. I think I hurt the feeling of the fellow buying the beer. He looked like he needed a puppy and a blankey.
 
My Dad knew a guy whose wife died, they spread her ashes in her rose garden. Later the man sold the house. New owner dug up the rose garden to put in the new septic tank.
 
Two years ago my wife took me to a funeral home just down the road and paid for my cremation.... when you do this ahead of time you actually fill out your death certificate just leaving the date and reason for death blank.

If you actually look at the length of time this planet has been here you will realize that we will all one day be nothing more than dust, not even ashes, no matter what they do with you at the end... according to the experts (and yes I know) the dinosaurs lasted over 5 times longer than we humans have been on this planet....

As for the other subject... you guys need to switch to real beer.... Warsteiner Dunkle or at least Guiness...
"Why is drinking American beer like having sex in a canoe?.... Because both are close to water."
 
I've told my wife and kids that when I die I want to be cremated and have my ashes flung into the eyes of whoever pi$$ed me off last.

And I've started adding a pinch of gunpowder to all of my drinks, and sprinkling it on my food as pepper. I want to make memories during my cremation.
 
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My dad wanted to be cremated. He wanted me to dump his ashes in the Colorado River below Davis Dam. He then wanted me to pour a 12 pack of Miller Lite in the river. I was drinking at the time so I asked if I could recycle the 12 pack. That did not go over well.🤣🤣🤣🤣
My Dad was a senior Navy Officer had been the CO of Naval Station Mayport. He wanted to be cremated, I had that done, got a ship that was going out for a brief run to give the ashes a burial at sea.
 
Back in the late '60's when I was a young lieutenant stationed at the large Army hospital in El Paso, TX, one of my many "additional duties" was being the Installion Mortuary Officer. My duties included going to the funeral home that the hospital had a contract with for the preparation of the remains of any active duty soldiers who died at the hospital. I only had to do this a few times, where I supposedly certified that the remains were properly embalmed and then properly dressed in the soldier's uniform with ribbons and insignia, if any, properly displayed. Seeing the process from the inside, so to speak, rather than as a mourner, was rather enlightening but not in a positive way.

The whole funeral business is a bit grostesque and a way to make money off the grief of the survivors. When Uncle Sam was paying the bill (for the active duty death) the amount we paid the funeral home was a tiny fraction of what a civilian would have to pay, and the funeral home still made a healthy profit. I remember one case where a young soldier had died in a motorcycle wreck, and in sliding down the road lost most of the flesh on his rear end. Laying in the coffin in his uniform it was very obvious that there wasn't much left of him in the midsection. When I pointed that out to the funeral director, he balled up some newspaper and stuffed it into the pants of the dead soldier and made it all look "normal".

When I die I will be cremated and the ashes interred at Arlington National Cemetary. I could really not care less but my kids or grandkids might want there to be a place where they could go to remember me (and/or my wife) if they choose to. This thread made me think about asking my kids now if any of them want the metal parts that will survive the cremation.
 
or at least Guiness..

Blume......Guinness here in the states, even though imported, is not the same......you need to try real Guinness poured from two taps, and rested to room temp....;)

Had enough "real" beer or bier overseas....these days I will take quantity over quality (to a certain point)......since we are talking brews and funerals the word bier has double duty :LOL:
 
My dad wanted to be cremated. He wanted me to dump his ashes in the Colorado River below Davis Dam. He then wanted me to pour a 12 pack of Miller Lite in the river. I was drinking at the time so I asked if I could recycle the 12 pack. That did not go over well.🤣🤣🤣🤣
If you used Bud Light he might be reincarnated trans gender. Be careful with that beer.
 
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