I guess he didn’t care if he ever got back.

My family originates from Irish peasant stock, which contributes to a somewhat no-nonsense attitude to death. When I was about six, my grandfather died in Ireland. Far-flung sons, daughters and their families gathered for the funeral.

I’ve been to three funerals in my life, but my great grandmother’s funeral when I was seventeen has to be the weirdest/most uncomfortable one of them all.

My great uncle was a llama rancher for most of his life; never married, just ALL LLAMAS, ALL THE TIME.

When my son passed away, he was 14 months old and a friend had brought his young daughter up from KY for the funeral. It was late January and she had never seen snow so she started doing snow angels and playing in the snow at the cemetery. The other kids who were there were looking at their parents for the same…

After being dead for 18 years, my father in law still has a stalker.

Just this summer, my uncle died. His cremated remains were brought from his state of residence to SC for interment. The graveside service, attended only by family, was held in the middle of the day during that godawful heat wave we had. It was 108 degrees. Three generations of my family stood around in our Sunday…

Okay, so let me preface this with a trigger warning: This story relates to the death-by-firearm-suicide of a young person, and includes some description of his body post-mortem. Just putting that out there for people who find that difficult to deal with.

The guitarist from my old band died quite unexpectedly at a youngish age after a long battle with what we could only assume was a bad combo of Tourette’s syndrome and Aspergers and an accidental toxic combo of the questionable drugs he took to keep all that in check. Rather than a typical funeral for a strange and…

pissing contest about how many pissing contests you won :p

When I was at my grandfather’s brother’s funeral, one of my father’s cousins let slip that my father is adopted right in the middle of a eulogy. It turns out that everyone knew that my grandmother was already pregnant with my father when she and my grandfather met, except for my father. My mother had even figured it…

I am going to keep this one short and sweet.

At my paternal grandfather’s graveside funeral when I was 15 my cousin and I got the giggles. I don’t know why. It was freezing cold. Our grandfather was dead. It wasn’t funny. But we couldn’t stop giggling. But then the rabbi said, “It is better to be in a house of mourning than a house that parties all the time,”…

Not fair, dermatologists don’t just sell stuff and shoot people with botox, they also help people with things like skin cancer, skin trauma from accidents, and all kinds of stuff. Just like there are some dentists who only do cosmetic stuff, and some of them are dodgy, but overall what they do is necessary work that…

I have to stick up for my dermatology colleagues, most of which truly spend the majority of their day treating psoriasis, eczema, acne, and skin malignancies. There’s a subset of dermatologists that have created unethical cosmetic-focused practices, mostly in metro areas. Unfortunately, the speciality has severely…

Typically cats clean themselves but I will say, I am fostering a kitten right now and when I first brought him home he was just eating gruel (his mom and litter got hit by a car :( ) and he absolutely needed his butt wiped with a baby wipe almost every time I get him out of his kennel. Now that he’s about 10 weeks…

Oh no, that’s so adorable! It’s like your cat is Kate Winslet after the Titanic sinks and is waiting around for the rescue boats.

Devon Rexes. You wash them and they often don’t mind. They often get a bit grimy where the hair’s sparse (or non-existent). Here is my kitty sitting on my knees in the bath. You’re welcome :)

yes, of course, who wouldn’t!