Does this piss you guys off? A local guy died on his bike & everyone is saying that & it PISSES ME OFF! I love to ride & I love to drive the race car but I Damned sure don't want to die a painful death in either one!
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Here in Kansas that statement is usually afixed to the harley riders who refused to wear a helmet and would STILL be alive had they worn one. Having said that, I do believe if you don't want to wear a helmet that is your business. I always wear a helmet though.
I hope I have the satisfaction of dying, while doing what I love!! And I hope they serve Famous Daves ribs in my next life too...
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I dunno, Rick. Better than dying doing what you hate.
Yup, he died painting the living room, or he died in a meeting, or he died paying taxes. Don't get me wrong, I may have been close to killing myself in a hot rod doing something I liked, but my intention is to get out and do it again some day!
That's my point, doing what I love until I can't do it no more I don't want someone to say I died doing what I love, I want them to say he did what he loved for a LONG ass time!
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One can only hope to be so lucky in my opinion. As Neil Young says, It's better to burn out then to fade away. 3 secons of "oh shit" vs a long battle with colon cancer or lung disease. It's unfortunate but most of us don't just pass on in our sleep.
Okk Rickster, now you got me thinkin.
I always told Zoe that when I die, just get rid of me the cheapest way she can. I prefer to be cremated.
My only request was, that she get a flag from the goverment. I earned that sucker the hard way, and I want one. But now Im going to add to that request. I want to be toasted in a TRON suit
I had requested that my ashes be sprinkled over Woodward Dream Cruise but since that fat ass motorcycle cop decided to give me a ticket for slicks they can go pound it!
My only request is I don't die at work, the most God forsaken of all places. I'd rather die on the crapper, it's more dignified then dying in a cubicle.
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Quote Greg
"I had requested that my ashes be sprinkled over Woodward Dream Cruise but since that fat ass motorcycle cop decided to give me a ticket for slicks they can go pound it!"
When you finally take the "dirt nap", have Ann give me your ashes. Ill spread some at, Quarter Aces, the Chicken Shack, the Onion Roll Deli and if theres any left, at that Hot Dog place in Chicago .
Before I through in my $.02, I am going to put in the disclaimer that I am a preacher and this post might get a little preachy, but I will try not to.
Death stinks. It is not the way things ought to be. The Bible calls it "the last enemy." It is, however, the inescapable reality of the way things are. People struggle with death. The difference between what is and what ought to be (or at least how we want things to be) is too much for some people to deal with. When they struggle for words, they usually resort to cliches:
He died doing what he loved.
At least he isn't suffering anymore.
I'm sorry for your loss.
And others...
As the above posts show, for some of us they aren't cliches, they are how we really feel. But for many, they are just a way of saying, "I really don't know what to say, but I care and I want to say something that is nice and kind at a difficult time, so I'll pull out something that I have heard before."
The phrase "at least he died doing what he loved" points to an important truth: just trying to escape death does not provide us with an adequate reason for living. Personally, I would rather that someone could say, "at least he died doing something that mattered," but the point is still there: Life is for living and death is inevitable, so do something, don't just sit there. Do nothing and you still die, but those left behind will struggle even to find a cliche that fits.
I could really use this as a launching pad and go to preaching, but I will just stop here.
Greg, If you had your ashes sprinkled over Woodward... Wouldent that be in a form sticking it to the man/ that cop that gave you the ticket for "rollon two fatties"?
>That's my point, doing what I love until I can't do it no more I don't want someone to say I >died doing what I love, I want them to say he did what he loved for a LONG ass time!
Exactly. Died having done what he liked to do for so long. Not "son-of-a-bitch, this is gonna hurt screeeeeeeee *boom*"
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(Login Custom_Galaxie) Re: Died doing what he loved October 7 2008, 8:30 AM
Greg, If you had your ashes sprinkled over Woodward... Wouldn't that be in a form sticking it to the man/ that cop that gave you the ticket for "roll on two fatties"?
If the dirt nap is a step to something further, maybe not so bad.
I guess ya don't know til ya get there. But then again will you really know? When I went to Catholic school about 100 years ago they taught us that when you get to Heaven and see God you will be so ovewhelmed that you will totally forget anything and anyone who came before.
Well, that might be fine for some, but not for me! If I have to forget CHUCK count me out!
How would you prefer to die? It would suck to get sucked in to a get engine/ an accident at work or working on anything in general. Why not have a heart attack at the end of your best 1/4mile run? Id take that over being smoked by a bus on the road any day. Hell, cancer could be interesting pending kind. Knowing your going to die in a year/ 6 month? let 'er rip! Have your last cheque for your funeral bounce.
Well, I'm back and not dead... Thought I'd loos the wife during a Mach 5 Tire blowout on the Falcon on I-5 the first day of the trip... (short story made long by the other 2 blowouts we had..)
I'd rather now be known as being dead at all, but, since it happens to everyone eventually I reckon that any cliche attached to how I died would be in poor taste. I mean I'd just like to be remembered, and not remembered for how or when or why I died...
