Tag: Death

If you’re ready to meet your maker, please have a seat, take a number and wait your turn. The Grim Reaper will see you shortly. Actually, you’re already sitting on his lap. Surprise! It’s time to die.

For some of us, being buried in a simple wooden box is just as good as being buried in one of those extravagant luxury coffins. But now that I’ve seen Saddleback Leather’s custom built casket, I think I’d like to be buried in one of these.

I freely admit that being cremated after death is something that I want no part of. The idea of flames consuming my body or that of my loved ones doesn’t sit well with me. Some folks love the idea though because it allows their relatives to keep their remains on the fireplace mantle or spread the ashes wherever they want.

Death is inevitable. That’s where we’re all headed, although when exactly – we’ll never know. But just because we don’t know when we’ll go doesn’t mean we can’t prepare ahead.

Some families contact Facebook to have the accounts of their loved ones closed when they pass away. Others just leave them be so contacts can leave comments remembering the life they led and the impact they made on the lives of others.

The fact is that we’re all going to die someday. Some pass on sooner, while others live to a ripe old age (sometimes wishing they were dead instead what with all the complications of old age.)

This watch is definitely for those who like things a bit darker than the norm. The Accurate Watch reminds you of your mortality every time you look at your wrist to check the time.

It might not be as polished as these Star Trek burial containers, but Hu Chuang’s tombstone is equally geeky: Hu Chuang’s parents also kept his email address open so his loved ones can keep sending him messages, “because, who knows, maybe he can read them on the other side.”

I find this beyond creepy but hey, there are billions of people in the world, so I guess there must be people out there who would just love for their remains to be turned into vinyl records.

Tom Reid, a 19-year old university student, was at a club in Camden in north London. When Reid and his friend, Alisha Riseley, were pushed towards the speakers, Reid said to Riseley that his heart felt “funny”, and that he thought that the bass was causing his heart to beat very fast.

How much of a Trekkie (or -er) are you? How far would you go? Roleplaying? Dressing up in costumes? Being fired into space in a photon torpedo casket? I’m not a Star Trek fan, but I must admit that the casket’s really decent; the logo is fairly small and the Photon Torpedo-inspired design is sleek.