Monday, December 1, 2008

Texting In Oblivion.

A short time ago, the following message showed up on my phone:

"An interpretive dance was performed by his granddaughter (at his memorial service)"


Please feel free to elucidate. The rest of you are also welcome to supply rank conjecture.

Update: A second message has just arrived:

"Tania wants interpretive dance at her funeral"


First of all, WTF? Second, Tania's planning her funeral?

19 comments:

Tania said...

Well, wouldn't you want something interesting at your funeral? I had to plan one a few years ago, and made a best guess at what the decedent and his family (in transit) would want. I like to be prepared.

Apparently it was the WV lt governor's funeral, in the original text. I thought it sounded like something from a Wes Anderson film.

Jeri said...

I'd like interpretive dance at the next major UCF get together - Penguicon, for example, although I am not sure I'll be at that one. :D

Janiece Murphy said...

There will be no Janiece funeral, as I'm donating the entire kit and kaboodle to science. Take it away, boys, I'm done with it!

But an interpretive dance of such an event might be fun...

Tania said...

Fireworks displays and an open bar funded from my life insurance benefits. Along with interpretive dance. THAT would be interesting. Funerals are for the living, and I'd want people to remember good things. Like my appreciation of the absurd.

You know, I would almost pay to see what sort of interpretive dance those crazy West Virginian's came up with.

Random Michelle K said...

WV Public radio was talking about the late Governor Underwood's Memorial service. He was the oldest and the youngest governor to serve the state (not at the same time).

As they were talking about the memorial service, the announcer said, "an interpretive dance was performed by his granddaughter."

And which point I went all MWT. O.o

Random Michelle K said...

And I want my memorial service to involve a lot of drinking and a LOT of laughing.

Nathan said...

I want much rending of garments. And there'll be a paid crone there to wail.

Waily, Waily, Waily

Eric said...

I think the dance I'd most want at my funeral would be the zombie dance from the video for "Thriller." Because it would be freakin' awesome if "graves" started bursting open at the cemetery to release a horde of dancing ghouls. I'll bet that would scare the piss out of half the people in attendance.

Nathan said...

Eric,

Somehow, I doubt anyone would be surprised by anything that might happen at your funeral. Hell, I'd be sitting there just waiting to see what warped shit you had planned.

John the Scientist said...

"He was the oldest and the youngest governor to serve the state (not at the same time)."

But not the first to be his own brother-in-law. :D

Random Michelle K said...

I have a half-brother is also her first cousin.

Don't even *make* a WV joke around her or she'll take your head off.

John the Scientist said...

"I have a half-brother is also her first cousin."

Get some sleep, Michelle. ;-)

I'm making up ALL kinds of good stuff to fill in the missing parts of that sentence. :D

And you did make the bet with me. On your blog.

Random Michelle K said...

I swear the blog at part of that sentence! It should have read, "I have a friend whose half-brother is also her first cousin."

Yoiks!

But you never set the terms!

Random Michelle K said...

I'm sorry, it was his DAUGHTER who performed the interpretative dance.

http://www.herald-dispatch.com/homepage/x592179091/W-Va-pays-tribute-to-Gov-Underwood

http://www.sundaygazettemail.com/News/200812010679

John the Scientist said...

The terms were always implicit - the wearing of the opposite colors someplace public. Although I'm at a distinct advantage, because no one is going to attack me for wearing WV colors up here, and I don't get to Pgh that often.

If Pitt beats UConn, I'll wear my Pitt colors up here, though. That's kind of like wearing Yankees gear, here (I'm in the half of CT that's firmly Sox territory, but I don't have a dog in that fight).

John the Scientist said...

And I was kind of boggling that you had a half-brother you've never talked about. o.O

Steve Buchheit said...

Ooo oo oo, new hobby to complement my car alarm roulette (go around a packed parking lot bouncing cars to see who can make an alarm go off first), random text messaging (random messages to random numbers). Oh, I can see it now.

Carol Elaine said...

I want interpretive clog dancing at my funeral. With the dancers wearing sackcloth and ashes.

Ooh, and I want to use life insurance money to hook up different organs in my body to electric buzzers and people to play "Operation."

And when it's all done I wanna be used for fertilizer. Burn me, mulch me, whatever would be best to achieve that (I should probably research that). Though being donated to science would be cool too. I mean, I'm not dying until I'm 120, so maybe there will be something to learn.

vince said...

I'm an organ donor and whatever remains will be cremated. I hate hate HATE funerals, and will do everything in my power to prevent one being done for me. Although being dead, I suspect I'll have a problem enforcing that desire even with there being no body.