Yup, Ebbie, I've heard that. Haven't been Up North in the Winter, so I haven't seen it, though.

I've always that that if I ever shuffle off this mortal coil I should be encased in plastic, like those biological specimens in high school bio labs, and a big lift eye put into the top. Then I could be "buried" standing up, all the while making a Very Rude Gesture. In the future, if anyone cared to see what I looked like, they could pull me up and not only fulfill their curiousity, but learn what I thought of them as well.

Or take Jeremy Bentham...please.