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http://bike-pgh.org/bbpress/topic/in-honor-of-nick-drombosky RIP.

Donate my organs.

I've thought of telling my parents to make a big stink about it, and press serious charges. I would also put by my ID in my wallet a not saying something to the effect of "If I am found, please call my parents at _______" something to notify them immediately.

I'm already bitter at my nonexistent killer. ugh.

I want my organs donated right away. I would also want most of my body to go to an anatomy lab for medical professionals to learn what they can through dissection (without said donated organs).

In similar fashion to Mr. Jeremy Bentham, i want my head and skeleton preserved and placed in an auto-icon on a ghost bike along the side of the road where i was killed.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jeremy_Bentham

I actually had sort-off this conversation with my family over the thanksgiving holiday... they know I love to bike & commute to work everyday, which makes them happy but worried as well for me.

I don't want to donate my body to science (after reading the book 'Stiff' I'm dreary of it) but I am an Organ Donor and would very much like to help my fellow man that way. Don't think my Family could deal very well if I went this way given our family-history, so I don't see them having the energy to think about how to deal with said-person(s) involved in my demise, or the lack of laws protecting cyclists. For that, I would hope that my fellow-cyclist community will make the biggest-stink possible about me -you have my permission!

And yes, don't want to be embalmed, and want my body to be buried at the Allegheny Cemetery in a simple wooden box for easier decomposition .... don't think there's anybody with my last name there yet.

BUT...... let's be positive and proactive in trying to make the sharing of the road between cars & cyclists better! And to request our government and laws to protect us better! Because personally, not only I am not ready to kick it anytime soon, but I want to break the world record for oldest-granny in the saddle, and perhaps have a cheesy photo of me in a tandem-bike riding with my husband, children, and great-gran children

I haven't actually decided how I would want my remains dealt with, but my only directive to my family asof now is don't bury me in a suit. I can't think of a more miserable way to go out, in a suit. I'm thinking, stick me in some old jeans, my old RATM t shirt, and put me in a shallow grave somewhere in Alaska.

Organ donor and then body farm. I want to rot outside and be picked apart by scavengers as nature intended. I've eaten plenty of animals in life. Letting a few of them nom on me in death only seems fair.

cremate me and fill a bicycle tire with my ashes.

Salvage any useful bits, then do the Bentham thing. But I want to be placed across the street from whoever ran me down. And I want to be positioned looking at their house, and waving.

this is turning into one of those 'prop me up by the jukebox when I die' conversations

hubby knows and I trust him to abide:

corporeally speaking - donate the organs and usefull bits, keep a lock of hair if it suits him, compost the rest & plant useful tasty stuff with it (so it's a long term plan).

spiritually speaking - throw a huge ass party for everybody who ever knew me, with music and dancing and so much food and drink (pot luck rocks!!) it's ridiculous - I want the cops called at least three times to this party, and at least one person to wake up completely unaware of how they got thrown in jail (but only for a good thing, like skinny dipping at the point or something). And fireworks, I want loads of fireworks.

legally speaking - ensure the responsible party satisfies that responsibility: supports him financially as I would have, volunteers with BPGH, and does bicycle related community outreach and education for as many years as they have left to enjoy.

Honestly, this is my biggest fear until the mortgage is paid off. I'm not so much afraid to die, though I'm betting it won't be pleasant and I'd really rather not just now, I'm busy dong other things - I'm afraid to leave him with loose ends he can't handle. I'd hate for the combination of my hobby and someone's inattention to make him homeless.

And I hate that I'm afraid of that.

One of my grad pap’s sayings – “stick a ham bone up my ass and let the dogs drag me around the neighborhood.”

+1 on organ donation

ejwme: how 'bout we just have that party anyway? Your place?

having just gotten married and thrown a big party for 80 of our nearest and dearest, I'm gonna have to pass... I don't think I can swing another shindig of that size or larger for quite a while, though I do have the leftover dishes for it

If I'm fresh enough, I want anyone who's ever been curious to try human mean to have a go at my legs or whatever. Whatever, taboos.

Otherwise I like the scavenger idea, and the party one. Maybe when my skele's left at the end, do something funny with it.

I used to make plans for dying, and I got tired of being wrong all the time, so now I'm planning on never dying and I haven't been wrong yet.

Epitaph ideas woo.

Or you could just use "Confusion"

Off topic: .... WAIT A MINUTE in the show "Lost", John Lock playing alias "Jeremy Bentham" was a nod to the REAL Jeremy Bentham in the wooden box.... ahhhhh

@Reddan & Edmonds : Nice!

Lost used a few names based on real people... literary people I think.

1. Shoot my head out of a cannon.

2. Feed the rest to wolves and/or bears.

ejwme: how 'bout we just have that party anyway? Your place?

After they climb Rosedale. That will keep out the riff-raff.

after Rosedale would keep ME out... hey, so would the original idea, anyway

my gravestone will be this:

Prop me up beside the jukebox if I die…

rubberfactory

is that an oregon trail meme of some sort?

yeah, it's the first tombstone you pass in the game.

ha. i somehow don't remember that. only hunting ad nauseam.

Yeah, for pixelated squirrels and buffalo....ahh, the good old days of DOS.

logowriter anyone?

(sorry to threadjack)

Hahahaha, I only now just got the pizza reference. I love it!

@reddan's idea is awesome. plus put a t-shirt on me that says "thanks for killing me, asswipe". and maybe have someone wheel me around - to the killer's office, go out to dinner with them, etc.

Someone can take my bones and turn them into the greenest bike ever.

is that skeletor's bike?

I dunno, but it's running backwards.

bonus if you fashion either a front basket or water bottle out of the skull.

we are a morbid lot, eh?

To take Lyle's point, if you mounted a skull on the front of the head tube, it would be insanely funny.

The ultimate ghost bike.