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I feel it necessary to do a bit of venting. I went to a visitation/funeral last week and I feel a bit disgruntled. I, personally, find death to be a depressing enough event in and of itself. Why, then, do people feel it necessary to compound the issue by throwing parading past the deceased into the mix????? What sick bastard thought this up?!?!? Oh, and don't even get me started on the numerous comments on how "good" the deceased looks. The living-challenged do not "look good"---they are dead for criminey's sake! When I die I hope none of my pals have the gall to say I look good--I swear I will get right outta that casket and beat them. When I die I will look.... big surprise here folks....DEAD! I will be dressed in my nice comfy clothes and be crowded into my casket with as much materialistic crap as possible (who says I can't take it with me?!? I'll show you!) and no one will have to look at me cuz all the DVDs and knick-knacks and books and dolls and pictures and such will make it impossible to see me. So there. And anyone who tries to make people parade past me shall be stoned in the middle of the street. All that being said, I feel I should confess something, sort of to make up for tearing apart the whole twisted funeral tradition thing. I am one of those annoying people who sings along with any song I know.....regardless of how inappropriate my lip-syncing timing may be. I truly can't help myself--a catchy tune comes on and I start belting along with it. At the very least I mouth the words with barely suppressed gusto. My mother used to get on my case cuz I would put headphones on and just sing along at the top of my lungs without even realizing it...a couple of my pals confessed that they used to turn off the radio and just listen to me bellering along to the head phones in the back seat (very embarrassing btw). So it wasn't really my fault that I was singing along to the songs played at the funeral. I didn't pick such catchy stuff that just forces me to sing along---although, thankfully, I did have the self-control to merely mouth the words as opposed to belting them out. That would have gone over swimmingly, I'm sure.

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That's all for now folks----still searching.