Dead Roses
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I have a dark side.
I know it, my family knows it, my cats know it, my funeral director knows it.
Years ago I played a club located in the middle of a major hotel.
One weekend there was a mortuary fair, if you will.
All things death related.
There were many items that piqued my interest: wound filler, blood tubes, various (uncomfortable looking) clamps,
goggles (obviously), hypo trocars, powder blowers, toe tags and my personal favorite . . . viscera bags.
Jesus Krispies, the language of death is amazing.
Depressing, yes.
Amazing?
Even more so.
I dug this stuff up for any funeral director that may happen to pay my blog a visit.
This is 10 shades of whack, IMHO.
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Being a cigar smoker, I am all about the ashes.
Find me a nice cat shaped urn and I’ll be happy.
Forever.
~m
April 16th, 2010 at 12:49 am
there is a book called “Stiff”. right up your alley… i loved it. creepy as hell…
April 16th, 2010 at 7:23 am
will have to forward this to my oldest boy, who was in school for “mortuary science” but his career veered off and he circled back to the restaurant biz. he loves to cook?! i love it that you are still saying “jesus krispies!”
miss you.
and i miss bloggin’. perhaps i will circle back one day soon.
love and peace ~
April 16th, 2010 at 7:58 am
This is just plain weird!!
You do *know* how many one liners there are about that urn right????
:laugh:
April 17th, 2010 at 6:41 am
I’m hoping to be stuffed and mounted.
April 17th, 2010 at 1:00 pm
sick sense of humor too I might add… just sick :happy:
April 17th, 2010 at 3:42 pm
Absolutely love it!!!!
April 17th, 2010 at 8:30 pm
A body bag gift bag !!??? Oh my….. :mouth: