Donation, cremation, then my ashes sit in an urn on the mantle. My wife has already said that she plans to have the urn wear a little Hawaiian shirt (those of you who know me know why!). Ideally, I’d want to donate, then have the bits left over buried under an olive tree, where they might nurture another living thing for a few centuries. 
I read “Stiff” recently, and at the end of it she talks with a lady from Sweden. Or maybe it was Norway. Or Finland. Hmm. Anyway, this lady is starting a process by which your body is frozen, broken up, and turned into compost. That compost is then used for helping to grow a tree. So basically you’d have a living memorial. Before I’d heard of this I used to say, “Just throw me in the woods.” This seems like a more practical and less repulsive method though.
None of this ugly stuff for me! (I’m planning on entering coldsleep)…sometime around 2050. After a century of refreshing nap, I expect to emerge , ready for my cloned new body!
I’'ll have a good laugh, thinking about how all of you rotted away! Damn! Just remembered…i have to make arrangements witha good law firm 9that’ll be around in 2150). 
I will donate my organs (but not the skin in case my relatives prefer to have an open casket ceremony), then I want to be buried. No muss, no fuss. Just a nice eulogy from loved ones then stick me in the ground and plant a few flowers over my grave.
The SO and I joke that when we die (simultaneously, of course), we’re going to have the frills and such put on our headstones, but below that, we’re going to have arrows pointing to each other’s graves saying “I’m with him” and “I’m with her”. We thought it would just be sweet to our headstones let everyone know that we still love each other even in death.
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[li]Donate the good bits (if any)[/li][li]Give the rest to Med. School.[/li][li]When they’re done, feed me to the carnivores in the zoo.[/li][/ol]
But transport the body in this.
Donation of organs, followed by donation to science, if labs and schools take organless bodies (does anyone know?). If the labs won’t take it, cremation followed by dumping in the closest lake, ocean, or river, though I hope my descendants won’t get hosed by the cremation costs. I’d prefer no funeral, but I guess a small party would be okay, as long as it wasn’t in a church or funeral home.
SallyBowls’ child’s date: What a lovely ring!
SallyBowls’ child: Yes, it’s my mother’s ashes compressed into a diamond.
SallyBowls’ child’s date: climbs out the window and runs screaming into the night
at least, that’s what I’d do
Hmm… First, harvest anything of medical use.
After that, I keep threatening to have my pelt saved as a bear skin rug. That would be cool, but not likely to last long.
My favorite idea has come from Lee Hays’ song “In Dead Earnest,” with lyrics here on the bottom of this page.
I read Stiff too, and thought that composting seemed like a good idea. Organ donation first if I haven’t used em all up. If composting isn’t available, cremation the into the volcano for me.
My sister-in-law wanted to do the life-gem thing with my brother’s ashes. All I could think of was that eventually he’ld end up in the junk drawer. :eek:
Meddling in my offspring’s love life from beyond the grave… I kinda like the thought of that. 
I’ve always liked this idea ever since I first heard about it. It’s awfully expensive though.
I like what my grandfather had done. Simple wake, then cremation.
So I’m the only one who daydreams of making a cast of his (how shall I put this) wang, using that to make a hollow replica out of clear plastic, then saving that replica to be filled with my ashes after I die?
I wonder if that would get enough media attention for my heirs to rent it out for porn films?
I suspect that my feelings on Jewish tradition will lead to my being buried (in simple clothes and no shoes. My heirs or goodwill could use those shoes) in a plain pine box.
I wanted donation, cremation and nothing else.
No open casket [aaaargh], no speeches, no flowers, in fact: Let everyone stay at home and have several drinks on me. I’m sure my dust will be fine somewhere at the cemetary.
And I explicity asked: NO music.
Music at a funeral is used to incite false sentiments.
I’ve been at a funeral for someone I didn’t really know. [as a friend of a friend].
When it was silent in the crematorium they started playing ‘Like a Bridge over Troubled Water’ and I burst into tears.
I didn’t even know the dead guy!
Things have changed a bit lately. I’ve been talking with my family and they want a proper goodbye.
Well, I’ll be dead, so it’s up to them.
I just told them: No open casket and if you want music, play something cheerful or hilarious. “Let’s stick together” by Roxy Music sounds good.
Can I change my answer? That is so deliciously morbid I don’t think I can say no.
I’d like to be harvested for parts, then be cremated and have the ashes be fired from one of the cannons overlooking the St. Lawrence River at RMC in Kingston, my alma mater. Go out with a bang, and all that
I want my body to be put in stasis, exhumed, and revivified after mankind defeats death.
Immortality is for the Vampires, Ghosts, and Frankensteins.
I believe there will be a day when our mythology will be our reality. The time has both come and gone, Now and later(a tasty treat…, forever and at this moment.) …then and now. Time has no constricting construction other than that we apply. To stop death is to stop time.
Oh, that’s exactly what I wanted. I hate the whole “He wouldn’t have wanted us to be sad.” Yes, I damned well would. I fucking died, okay? BE MISERABLE.
I just redid my will due to my recent divorce. I also just read the wonderfully gristly book Stiff about the gross things science does with donated bodies.
So I have personally told my family members that in the event of my death I specifically want them to use the body for all therapeutic, educational or research purpose. When mine cremains are returned (yeah, like they will really be mine) they are to be sent to my ex. Just to make her feel bad.
A commemorative marker is to be placed in my Masonic Lodge back in the US. If they feel a need for a ceremony, I have called for no military presence. I have requested Johnny Cash’s ‘Why Me?’
Of course perhaps I am being too controlling.
I think I’ve posted about this place before, but the director of the Ramsey Creek Preserve came and talked to my med school class in South Carolina 2-3 years ago. This preserve is a large nature preserve in the upstate of South Carolina. Burials there must be in a biodegradable box of native wood, or no box at all. No embalming is allowed. You are allowed to pick your burial site. The site can be marked with a small native stone, but no unnatural markers can be used. Approved native flowers and plants can be planted near the site as well. The following site has more information as well as links to other nationwide affliates.