I’ve thought about having my cremains kept in a Warner Brothers cartoon character cookie jar. That would definitely be like me! I read about people buying cookie jars on eBay just for this purpose, but my gogle-fu is weak today.
I can see it now …
TypoGrandChild: “GrandMama Zappa, I tried to get some cookies from the cookie jar, but there’s just dust and ashes in there!”
The Widdow MamaZappa: “Which cookie jar, dear?”
TypoGrandChild: “Uh - the Pepe Le Pew one.”
The Widdow MamaZappa: "Oh, silly! That’s Grandpa Typo! Now wash your hands sweetie, and we’ll get you a
nice
treat - and a lifetime of psychotherapy!"
Since I’ll be gone, I don’t care. Whatever makes the ones I leave behind happy. I’d rather not take up any land or have a lot of money spent on me. For all I care just put me in a trash bag and leave me on the curb - but there are laws about that sort of thing. Once I’m through with them, I’d like to have my organs distributed to people who need them. Since my run-in with melanoma, I may not be eligable anymore. 
I looked briefly at lifegem’s web site. For the money, I’d rather just buy a diamond. You can get a better quality gem for less. But if my relative insisted, I’d do it.
GEORGE CARLIN: . . . But I don’t want to be buried. I don’t want to be cremated either. I want to be blown up! BOOM! There he goes, God love 'im!
I just remembered that my friend Ian wants to die and before rigor sets in wants someone to set him up to look like his fingers are claws (just in that position, not like, gluing stuff on his fingers) and make his face look all rabid, and then when rigor sets in have his body encased in solid plexiglas (or something similar). He then wants his family to make him into a coffee table and be a family heirloom.
Man, I have some fucked up family and friends.
~Tasha
My brother Stan wants to be cremated, and have his ashes put in a peanut butter jar, with a masking tape label that says ‘Stan.’
“Mom, where’s the jelly?”
“It’s behind your Uncle Stan!”
Not really; those are preserved bodies - I’m talking about embedding an unpreserved body inside a hefty block of solid plastic. My guess is that anaerobic decomposition would turn it quickly into an unattractive pool of bubbling soup inhabiting a human-shaped void in a plastic block. Actually, the gas pressure might fracture the block.
I want to be cremated and over the course of time have my ashes scattered in some awesome places. Dump some of me into the ocean off the side of a cruise ship, dump some of me into the fountian outside of the Treasure Island Hotel in Las Vegas, dump some of me into Niagra Falls, etc.
How hot is this plastic going to get during casting and/or setting? That might have some aesthetic affect on the corpse, not to mention the bacteria.
That’s a pretty good point - I think a lot of clear-setting resins do generate a bit of heat as they cure - this isn’t a problem for paperweights, but it might well make it impossible to cast an eight-foot cube.
Insects are preserved when put into sap and fossilized. Of course, they have an exoskeleton.
Seal my body in something capable of surviving re-entry, and drop it from orbit on the next Republican Convention as a kinetic-kill weapon.
Why from orbit ? Because it’s the only way to be sure, of course.
OK, if I can’t be set in a block of transparent plastic, how about:
-Fossilisation (deposit the body in a place where it is likely to become properly preserved0
Or (this one is a bit weird, but I think it would be interesting):
-Fix the body in a standing position, on top of a buried explosive charge, then stack tyres on it - each tyre would contain a ring of powerful, inward-facing shaped explosive charges, then stack lots of sandbags around the tyres. The shaped charges would be carefully timed to go off in quick succession from the bottom upwards, followed quickly by the buried charge - the goal is to reduce the body to a fine mist, then spray it out of the top in a graceful plume.
…No? OK - fossilisation it is then.