I've always fancied a Viking Funeral.




If you can't lay your hands on a long boat with oars, I can be set aflame on a rubber raft in someone's pool.

Scatter me in the moat at the castle, along the storybook canal boats (in Monstro's gaping mouth) or failing that, sub lagoon or Rivers of America. God forbid I get scattered somewhere in Pooh, Alice or Pan would be cool (but impractical)

In reality, Neptune Society will scatter me and my kitties over the beautiful Pacific.

Oooh! You've brought up so much, and right before I take off on a plane! I will take some time out, perhaps, and elaborate on things I've been thinking about.

And I'm so glad you brought this up BTD! I wonder that all the time. I figured between us it would be safe. So and so knows to call you, people know to call me... I figured we'd be screwed on message boards if we were together at the same time. All things considered, our SoCal network is strong enough that *someone* would find out.