on 4/6/08

I put a priority on continued living. Honestly.

Being at Yellowstone National Park and wondering how it was that I could describe the smell of Old Faithful as rotten eggs when I don't think I had ever smelled a rotten egg before.

I humbly request to be cremated. And placed in a ceremonial urn... that is gilded in gold and bejeweled in my honor. This urn in turn will be placed on an altar carved from stone extracted from the tomb of Christ. The altar itself will reside inside a giant, monolithic statue sculpted in my image, and launched into space.