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We celebrate birthdays yet shun the concept of death.
No longer! Let us celebrate the life we have lived with a
party, a song and a big ass celebration cake, perhaps
decorated with Arum Lilies in marzipan on a chocolate cake
so dark it's almost black.
We can bottle your last breath and use
it to extinguish the
flame of a last, single candle.
Life is too short to be sad and serious.
Coffin Cake Pan
http://www.pushinda...w.asp?idproduct=187 "Baked ...." [8th of 7, May 14 2012]
Abby Sciuto
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Abby_Sciuto A Goth Geek ... [8th of 7, May 14 2012]
Kirby Groomkirby
http://en.wikipedia...ki/One_Way_Pendulum A compassionate murderer ... [8th of 7, May 14 2012]
The ultimate deathday cake.
http://www.flickr.c...tbakery/2948533206/ [Phrontistery, May 20 2012]
Irish wedding traditions
http://www.ireland-...ddingtraditions.htm A site whose veracity I have not confirmed. [Voice, May 21 2012]
(?) Funeral traditions
http://www.youriris...of-an-irish-funeral [FT]'s question is not answered here. [Voice, May 21 2012]
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Can dead people eat cake? |
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// We celebrate birthdays yet shun the concept of death.
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Speak not for all of us. We Heathens and Pagans have our
own ways. |
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I see dead people. Other people eat cake to
celebrate their passing. |
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Birth happens to all. Death happens to all. Cake now, well, cake is an altogether different confection. Tradition so 'tis. Should be some layers I would think... phyllo pastry-ish even. |
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//Can dead people eat cake?// |
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Well, that's the great thing about this idea - there's more of it for those of us who are still alive! [+] |
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The good thing about this idea is the numbers, because people only stay alive for a certain amount if time, but there is no limit to how long you are dead. There is the potential,then, for a family with an organised method of keeping records, to have cake almost everyday, which would probably result in more deaths, and more cake. |
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So this is actually an idea for infinite cake [+]. |
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So I am to take a stab at which day of the year I am going to die, and shout? May I change my mind each year? |
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No, it's more like you die, and then we all eat cake. |
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//this is actually an idea for infinite cake// |
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That's got to be [marked-for-tagline]! |
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I picture Marie Antoinette looking on, smugly. |
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The cake should be decorated to imitate that of Miss
Havisham's. Complete with cobwebs. |
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Yes, there's always a rich aunt whose death we can
celebrate with cake. Or, if you are so inclined, break
out the cake for former movie stars, science fiction
writers, rock stars or anyone else whose death you'd
like to commemorate. |
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I don't know about elsewhere, but where I am from there is always a dinner after the funeral and therefore dessert is always afterwards. I must admit, not a special deathcake, which sounds so morbid and delightful...so [+]. (deathbun) |
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// you die, and then we all eat cake // |
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It's a million-to-one chance, but it might just work. [+]. |
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The cake should be carried into the room by six pallbearers, preferably dressed as - and bearing a striking resemblance to - Abby Scuito. <link> |
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It is possible that the ongoing craving for Deathday cake may lead the consumer down the same dark path as Kirby Groomkirby <link>. Not that that matters ... |
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I would accept Abby Sciuto clones as pallbearers. I'd accept
them as nearly anything, really. |
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Did someone say scones? Oh, sorry... as you were. |
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Is she your one celebrity free-bee [Alterother]? |
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Mine is Jessica Alba. grrrrowwwrrrr... |
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Audrey Hepburn... as she was. |
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Actually, she's probably Jenny's... Mine is usually Salma
Hayek. |
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Miss Hyek is quite lovely, as was miss Hepburn... hmmmm We need a time travel debate machine. |
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Yes, I think I'll get right on that. |
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Sandra Bullock. Even if the last name looks like bollocks... |
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OK. Now, I want you to imagine your "dream girl",
popping out of a Deathday Cake. |
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It'd be a little late though, wouldn't it? |
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Popping out, or jumping out? The distinction could be
important. |
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I want cake served at my wake. Cake and whiskey and
mead. And weed. |
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"No longer! Let us celebrate the life we have lived with a party, a song and a big ass celebration cake" |
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This is already baked. I've been celebrating big ass for years now. |
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The cake must be metal cake! Blacker than the
blackest black, times infinity! |
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You can't handle the toothache! |
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A gamer? Or is that a reference to something else? |
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Everybody's joking, but it's actually not that hard to know when you or someone else is going to die. Afer rapidly increasing health problems, my Grandfather told my Dad that day that he was going to die, and he did. Animals seem to know too, the old story of an animal going off somewhere to die.
Or if you're in a hospital/hospice, with serious health problem like cancer or something. Especially if multiple organ system failure starts setting in. |
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Not to mention the creepy but totally predictable/understandable phenomenon of cats curling up next to someone who's going to die soon. In one case it was a dog, but in at least two cases it was a cat (this was all in nursing homes, and the animals would do this repeatedly), and I would imagine it's more of a cat thing. |
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Which makes me think, it's funny, certain things just make sense. Supposedly the Egyptians thought cats were the guardians of the underworld, and you say to yourself when you hear that "Yeah, I could see that". Ditto any similar depictions of cats, like in the movie Constantine when he uses a cat to visit hell. Some things just flow naturally from the mind. It's slightly proven, people across cultures tend to guess the right words for things from another culture, see the "Booba"/whatever- the- other- word- was experiment with shapes.
So... yeah, I think everyone can agree if there's one creature with a connection to death and the underworld, it's cats, so it stands to reason they know when someone's going to die. |
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So we should have cat patties, made of tuna or
something, to feed the kitty who is on death patrol.
A sort of reward. Yes, cat cakes too! |
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There are several recorded cases of resident cats at
nursing homes who know when a patient is at death's door.
The most famous was Tilly, a cat at an End-Of-Life Care
Center somewhere in Australia, who would break from her
usual routine to spend the entire day with a dying patient,
only leaving their bed as the deceased was being removed.
She did it for something like fifteen years and was never
wrong. It got so that her coming was seen as a happy
event, bringing staff and other residents to the soon-to-
be-deceased's bedside to celebrate their life and wish
them well. |
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//A gamer? Or is that a reference to something else?// I'm not much of a gamer, but I couldn't wait for the Portal sequel. |
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First Person games give me motion sickness, but I will eat
ginger pills like popcorn when playing Portal 2. So worth it. |
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Not mine, [UnaBubba], I'm referring to girl booty. I like big butts and I cannot lie... |
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Now I understand why you live in SoCal. |
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Can't make Portal work on my PC at any decent framerate. In desperation, I've reduced myself to watching Youtube videos of other people play. |
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Upgrade your graphics adaptor. |
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Yep. I've had to put a good quality graphics card in
my son's desktop, to cater to his Minecraft addiction. |
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Don't confuse cause and effect, [Alterother]. Or correlation and causation. Or - ah, hell, just come visit. I'll make a batch of beer for the occasion - what's your poison? |
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Beer, unfortunately. I have Celiac disease, so beer makes
me very ill. Which is sad, because I used to love the stuff,
and because my Dad's ales have won several statewide
competitions. |
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But if you can make good beer, you can make killer mead
(and if you've never drunk mead before, there's a double
meaning to that). If I ever have the chance to take you up
on that offer, I'll bring some homegrown tomatoes. |
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And my wife, who will help us check out all the booty, no
doubt. |
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...and, I presume, the last dying breath would take care of the candles? Bun. [+] |
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"You can't have one's sugar coated thanatophilia cake and eat it too" |
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Laptop. No upgrade available. |
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On my honor, this is going into my will. |
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Also a google image search for deathday cake does
get results. |
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I've looked at some and I want the one I've linked. |
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That looks like a Mexican thing, [Phront]. |
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I'm reasonably certain, being part Irish myself, that nobody
at an Irish wake is in any condition to do any baking at all.
There are only two reasons for an Irishman to be in the
kitchen at a wedding or wake. |
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I was just going to post a 'Deathday' idea, but did a
quick search, and of course it's already been done. My
idea is slightly different to this: it seems odd to
celebrate the arbitrary date of you birth every year
and to make the number of years you have lived
appear like some kind of achievement. Far more
useful, surely, to celebrate every year the number of
years you have remaining until your death (according
to standard actuarial tables) as a timely reminder to
seize the day - carpe diem, and all that - and not
waste the precious time you have left. Of course, you'll
have to pick an actual day of the year to have this
celebration on, and for approximately every 1 in
365.241 people they'll hit the right day with their
death. |
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Years before computers and the internet, I had a small Casio calculator which featured a date calculator. You could enter your birth date and it instantly came up with the figure of how many days old you were. This was amazing for the time. Then I sat on it one evening and it was never the same...... it started telling me my weight in ounces instead of the number of days old. |
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