If I was a cat I would be on the last few of my lives plus a few days. There was that traffic mishap in China a few summers ago, almost falling off a cliff in Petra to get this shot (thanks developing country standards!) and almost getting trampled in Bolivia when the police released tear gas onto us. And then there was the alligator pit in Cambodia, but that’s another story for another day. I’ve been through accidents, earthquakes, floods and riots some which were a little more scarier than others. I’m still standing though, and even more miraculously, in one piece.
And I know have a backup plan for every scenario imaginable.
I’ve (accidentally) crashed enough funerals to know a few things about death. No one likes to think they’re going to die but it’s a fact and kind of what makes life so special. We are not born into this world with an expiration date stamped onto us like milk or cheese so we just don’t know. And while I’m still hoping for another fifty years on the clock (mostly just to plot evil things) I’m not sure if I’ll be so lucky to escape the next few things that life rolls out for me whatever they may be.
My parents and I talked a little bit about this. My mom said to let the cats eat her and my dad said to take him out back and shoot him in the alley. Both I hope were kidding but I did try to get a letter from my dad so I wouldn’t go to prison if it ever came down to that. (Haha)
I feel like I’m stuck in a funeral home advertisement as I write this. Because I have no idea of what could happen, I’m trying to be prepared for anything to make it easier on my loved one(s). My money and any royalties that I continue to get from photography will be signed off to my mom. In return she will create scholarships maybe travel, maybe arts for kids who grew up poor like me. When we talk about leaving a legacy this is how I plan to do it. That and haunting a few idiot ex-boyfriends. I understand there’s a little more paperwork involved (for the scholarships, not the haunting) but I’m sure I can figure it out.
The other stuff though is a little more complicated so this weekend I’m signing up for the Memorial Society to get a better understanding of what I need to do. While it’s not the most comforting of topics, it’s something that everyone needs to talk about eventually. I think though the sooner the better for something like this.
As for what happens to my body when I die, I’m not so sure. Cryogenics is pretty pricey. Alcor demands at least $200 000 which I don’t really think is worth it. Perhaps Celestis. They send your remains into space for a less princely sum. We’ll see what I decide but so far taxidermy is out with a capital O-U-T.
Nope. That’s just weird.