I don't see the attraction in cryogenics- you get frozen, and two hundred years down the line you wake up (with really bad frostbite, no doubt) only to realise that the all savings in your bank account could buy you a cup of coffee if you're lucky, everyones walking around butt naked, robots have taken over Venezuala, all your friends are dead and everyone's grown alien appendages on their foreheads. No, thanks, i think i'd prefer cremation....

Wouldn't it be more sensible to dispose of your murdered spouse by dumping them somewhere far, far, away and claiming they had run off with the milkman / a ballet dancer? Not that i'd know, of course! :) *laughs nervously and sweeps room with shifty glance*