I've thought about things like that before. Then again most of us probably have. Over-all i'd say most sifters and members of other communities are not so intimate with eachother and therefore would never know if a fellow poster has perished or not. I do have the occasional "wonder what happened to so and so".. but all we can do is wonder. We do not know the backstory and probably never will. Maybe they died? Maybe their computer died? Maybe they stopped posting on a whim. etc etc. So in short if you feel you may perish soon. Tell someone. That way someone else can leave a post like "hey bob had cancer and may have potentially kicked the bucket." Then we can lay our curious minds to rest and no longer wonder what happened to bob.

and btw i think i have cancer. seriously.

>> ^NinjaFish:
and btw i think i have cancer. seriously.


Sigh. How do you follow that? Let's hope not, NinjaFish. Jesus, man. I had a whole death joke thing worked out with KP being the butt of it, but nooooo! You had to bring reality into the mix. Fuck balls. Well, I personally hope you are healthy, otherwise the comedy of cancer jokes will be seriously depleted from the Sift.

aww man i wouldnt wanna damage the cancer joke market! That'd be a tragedy! :-D even if I did add humor to it i am serious. its about 50% joking meets 50% cold hard reality and 100% hope to god im wrong.

but anyways lets skip the cancer subject and focus our attention on people dying eh? or perhaps they are one in the same? :-P a bit of a side note.. comedy is like sugar; it makes everything better unless you want to focus on things that are bitter. If that is the case then grab the salt of sarcasm and irony, just dont over-do it.

I have given my Lady my password and made a Serious Cat tombstone to be posted in the event of my untimely demise. I was joking, but now I'm going to.

And Ninjafish, go to the doctor and find out. You know, the stress of not knowing and worrying can make you sick. And we probably all think we have cancer at one time or another, anyway.

you think ghosts can send e-mails? just wondering

Demons can, why not?
If I die, I'll send a messenger back to piss everyone off-If you kill me, well, that's another thing altogether-for that we send minions...

well, here at the philosophy channel we have the 100% resurrection policy (weather by fame, miracle, omega point, or technological singularity)

- so sorry choggie


but, what about starting a business venture for afterlife revenge?
You pay us and we'll disturb whoever you disliked during your terrestrial existence
(or just a final poke in he eye for your ungrateful son /daughter)

(record your voice for unrestrained afterlife fun! see your loved ones scream as you tell them off one last time)

That is kind of eerie. There was an article in the Camp Lejeune newspaper -I think it was that papaer - or it was Stars and Stripes - either way it was a military publication -

anwho - there was an article about the Myspace pages of deceased soldiers and Marines - and how MySpace won't take it down at the family's request and how friends use it as a sort of memorial by posting comments and such.

When I died the first 18 or so times there was no real sense of residual left from your existence like there is now with the internet. That "immortality" was a luxury held only by the kings, great minds, and major literary figures. In those days, letters and things that you gave loved ones were all that was left behind. Well, that and your DNA if you were lucky enough to breed. I'm curious to see what my death leaves behind this time. Maybe I'll even visit my own ghostly social networking profile.

It is eerie, isn't it? People's presence can kind of vaporate on sites where they have a familiarity. And then leave a ghost trail. I'm with Schmaw, I'm doing up an internet tombstone. We certainly aren't the only ones for whom this thought has occurred, maybe in the next five or ten years there will be an internet meme, like a black star by their avatar?

I've wondered about this as well but thought it was too weird to bring up as a topic. Glad you did it!

Many of us are connected by gtalk and the like. More of us should connect...especially if you're really invested here. People would want to know.

I think one of my kids would eventually fight over my computer and see one of you guys on gtalk and tell him.

So funny, they really would fight over the laptop. Brats

You don't have to be dead to worry about the trail you are leaving on the internet.
I don't post my real name on the internet. I even use various user names so that I don't leave a trail back to me with all the stupid things I've said.

And yes, as the internet generation grows older this will be more and more commonplace. We just have to find a way to deal with it.

i have a file on my computer with all my logins and passwords. my husband and best friend know the file name.

With America's draconian drug laws, perhaps they are merely in prison serving 10-20. Oh, and your post reminded me of this site.
http://www.mydeathspace.com/

tombstone avatars...

"I Shall Submit No More Videos Forever"

"When I diiiiiiie, please kill a rabbit (then fuck it), on my graaaaaave!"
http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3023/2616639962_bf97732067.jpg?v=0

>> ^choggie:
If I die, I'll send a messenger back to piss everyone off-If you kill me, well, that's another thing altogether-for that we send minions...


Choggie would become the Crow. But, not the cool guitar playing goth-esque Brandon Lee kind. No. He'd just be a crow on your window sill annoyingly cawing and waking you up and dropping aerial turds on your newly washed car.

You haven't heard me play the guitar...

^I haven't heard you have sex with a man, either, but that doesn't mean it won't be horrible to listen to.

Yes you have, you simply haven't read my comments aloud to yourself before...give that sexy shit a try, auto-erotica for kids.....

I'm dead. Just thought I'd let you know.

I intend to record the following and require in my will that it be my cell-phone voice-mail message for 5 years following my oh-so-unfortunate demise hopefully by way of ninja assassins or at least ebola.

"Thank you for calling but, I've passed on! I am no more! I have ceased to be! I've expired and gone to meet my maker! I'm a stiff! Bereft of life, I
rest in peace! I'm pushing up the daisies! My metabolic processes are now history! I'm off the twig! I've kicked the bucket, I've shuffled off this mortal coil, run down the curtain and joined the bleeding choir invisible!! I AM AN EX-PARROT... I mean, I AM AN EX-HUMAN!!"

Perfect comment about death on the Sift!!!!