I got this in the mail today (my apologies if it doesn’t reproduce well).

It begs the question — Why do cemeteries have to direct market?

Also, right now, since I don’t have a spouse or children, my “loved ones” would be my brothers and sister. I’m not really looking to spare them any hassle over my corpse. In fact, I would say I would want them to have some kind of hassle to make up for all the times I had to sit on the hump in the backseat or not get to watch my show on TV.

My favorite part of the mailing was the envelope (I’ve highlighted the hilarity so you can’t miss it).

Wouldn’t that suck if you were like me, but currently sitting at someone’s deathbed or dying. I would be too curious not to open something like that, but I might not be in such a hurry to chuck whoever’s vigil I was sitting under the earth.