gotta funeral to attend

[laidbackryder]

gonna ride the scoot to a funeral today. oh well it's bad day for my friend might as well be a bad day for everyone else. i hope it snows at my funeral , cause nobody will be there but me any how.

[Morella]

Maybe this will lighten your mood. I drove all of the way to OKC for my grandfather's funeral. With no sleep, I was on my way back, totally exhausted, when a voice came over the CB and said,

"Hey, pretty four-wheeler! Where you headed?"

I told him that I was headed back from a funeral, and not feeling too good.

Another voice came on, and said, "Damn, Harvey, you sure know to pick 'em". I had to laugh in spite of all.

If you ever take a long trip in your coach, be sure to install a CB. You'll have someone to laugh and joke with the whole way.

-denise

[Scary Guy]

Yeah, I want to get everyone here to install CB's into their coaches. Chat channel's 13 or 18 (6+6+6).

I can't help it though, I like funerals. If I can be a paul bearer even better.

[Flymanj3]

I went to a funeral a few weeks ago, a friend's wife had suddenly died. As I walked in at the wake, just about everyone that knew me kinda stood looking, holding their breath as one of my buddies leaned over and asked..
"You DIDN'T drive YOUR car, did ya"?

"Not today" (I had to laugh just a little)

Then my Mother-in-law dies on 11/10, right in front of the Director, my wife says "hell, our hearse is better than that one".

(once again folks... read signature)

[Scary Guy]

"hell, our hearse is better than that one".

[Morella]

I've been thinking about taking the hearse to my grandmother's funeral, not out of disrespect for her, but for my father and my aunt, whom I can't stand. I'll just have to wait until the time comes before I can decide whether or not that would be disrespectful to my grandmother. I wouldn't do it if I felt that way...she is the only one on my father's side of the family whom I have any respect for.

-denise

[laidbackryder]

we had 23 bikes, 40 degree temp, proably 30 w/ wind chill. good turn out for shitty day.
they do have two wrecked limos and a wrecked hearse there. i'm working on the hearse, just nees front bumper and hood and fender.
get a front clip and maybe drive off.
it's just it's a 2000 or up model.

[Scary Guy]

I've been thinking about taking the hearse to my grandmother's funeral, not out of disrespect for her, but for my father and my aunt, whom I can't stand. I'll just have to wait until the time comes before I can decide whether or not that would be disrespectful to my grandmother. I wouldn't do it if I felt that way...she is the only one on my father's side of the family whom I have any respect for.

-denise

Well if she's the ONLY member I say do it. As they say, funerals are for the living, not the dead.

[Morella]

i hope it snows at my funeral , cause nobody will be there but me any how.

Oh, how incredibly sad, but uh...

You'd probably have more friends if you didn't walk around waving your stinky underwear.

Actually, funerals are very much for the living. I remember a year in Vegas in which I almost died twice during a week-long vacation, from dehydration, which is easy to do in Vegas. It's actually a horribly painful death. I had no idea what was wrong with me, nor did anyone else know how sick I was, at first. The night before we left, I was feeling really bad, so I just went outside, found a concrete bench and lay down it. As I stared up at the stars, soon someone joined me. She seemed to be very beautiful, but I can only think of her as some sort of companion, or guide...maybe an angel? We flew through the stars, away from Earth, and as the planet grew smaller, I felt all of the noise, worry, problems and pain shrink away. Maybe this was a pipe dream of a dying person, or maybe people have souls that seperate from the body when it dies. For good reasons, which I'll spare you, I'm not as quick to reject those ideas which are not necessarily a part of science as I used to be.

Tony helped me up from that concrete bench and told me that he had a ride to the hotel for us and had been looking everywhere for me, which is funny because I was right out in front of the restaurant. I drank a little more water, but evidently not enough, because I woke up feeling like I was having the worst case of the flu I'd ever had. He had to help me into the van, and I remember telling him that I wasn't able to sit up in a seat and would have to ride in the back. He didn't like that idea, but I told him just to put the passenger seat all of the way forward, put the heaviest stuff on it and put the seat belt around it, and then he had to pack the rest of the luggage around me, and threw some blankets over me. As the airplane gained altitude, I felt more light-headed. Just before I passed out, I remember thinking that I was just going to be just another piece of luggage when we arrived. I'm not suicidal, I was just at peace with the idea that I was going to die. It's difficult to describe. I woke up once at the tower, and again in a wheelchair in the ER. They got a urine sample from me, and it was orange! After about five minutes with an IV needle in me, re-inflating me, I felt like new. That was strange.

If I get invited to a funeral, and I can go, I usually do. It's pretty easy to see where the body is going, but the soul is a little more complicated. Does it ride along with the stars, or just float away? I guess that's why we have so many religions. There are so many beliefs. I'm still in the "I don't know" category...many people confuse ignorance with stupidity and shy away from answering "I don't know". When it comes to the question of life after death, many people would rather answer with a myth than to admit ignorance and seek an answer, or not, depending on their level of interest in the subject. Many people who refuse to behave this way have been accused of heresy, ostracized or even tortured throughout the years. My only recommendation is not to read this as a eulogy. You might get your ass kicked.



-denise