My son is supposed to dig a hole under my deer feeder in the backyard and throw me in it. The county coroner has to come out and verify that I'm dead and there's nothing suspicious about my death. The only catch is I need to be planted within 48 hours, hopefully I won't be bloated and stinking to bad.
I wish that option was available to me. They kind of frown on backyard burials in Henderson.
When you have a feeling it's getting time to go, there's a whole lot of desert around there. Pick a deep canyon and go for a walk. Put a note in the windshield saying you went the other way and hitched a ride to Searchlight.
It's what I might do around here. But I'll hitch a ride to Gerlach.
