Ashes to Ashes

Since my husband and I are getting older, and many of our friends and relatives have died in the past few years, we talk about our own pending deaths and discuss what we would like done. We both agree we want to be cremated. At one time I was going to take his ashes and take them back to Erie, PA where we grew up and spread them over the railroad tracks as he loves trains and especially the old lines that used to run through Erie. Well, he is also very interested in the Russian Orthodox religion and the Soviet Union in general. Today we were discussing the movie "The Russia House" and I commented that I should find an online friend in the Soviet Union and when he dies send his ashes there to be spread around in strategic locations. He liked that idea, so I said if I die first I want my ashes sent to Ireland. After a pause he asked, "couldn't I just pour a bottle of Guinness Stout over them and flush them down the toilet?" Laughing I told him that worked for me! Of course, that means instead of a trip to the soviet union he gets a couple pieces of incense tossed in with his ashes. Hey, we all have to go sometime so we might as well go out laughing.