We are all getting older (well, some of us more so than others). Who is going to let us know when you die? Have you designated somebody? We need to know. Serious stuff, folks.
EDIT: I gotta go pee now.
We are all getting older (well, some of us more so than others). Who is going to let us know when you die? Have you designated somebody? We need to know. Serious stuff, folks.
EDIT: I gotta go pee now.
Last edited by Richmond Jake; 23 May 2010 at 10:51 PM.
A nuisance may be merely a right thing in the wrong place — like a pig in the parlor instead of the barnyard.
WHAT? SPEAK UP!
I'll ask Harry Houdini to let you know.
“Death comes when memories of the past exceed the vision for the future.”
There are some pretty interesting things about this for online communities now. A new company will keep your passwords until you die and they will send them to whoever you designate, so all your online life can be viewed by those that live on.
As for message boards, I don't know how you would ever really know, unless you were un-anonymoused and we noticed you hadn't been around for a while, and we googled your name and found out that way... interesting topic...
A common mistake people make when trying to design something completely foolproof is to underestimate the ingenuity of complete fools. -Douglas Adams
^^ Seen a similar message on several of my message boards. 90+ year old square dance caller, still going strong, and amazingly adept with technology (he even used a digital music storage player for his gig music). One day there was this odd message that "he" had sent, informing us that he had died. The messages continued as his heirs used his computer, with an automatic log-in, to set up the memorial services and dances.
Since I live alone, all y'all wouldn't find out until my brother might come up and decided to power things on.
ETA: If you manage a bulletin board or a FB page or anything similar, annoint a co-leader. Just typin'.
Nobody (except maybe the IT Department) has my passwords.
When I die, the mystery lives!
"Where free unions and collective bargaining are forbidden, freedom is lost." - 1980 Republican presidential candidate Ronald Reagan
I think word will get out - it's got to be weird -
I think someone posted on Cyburbia once on how they got a reconnect notice (because you hadn't posted there in a while) to "post on their wall" to someone on Facebook and that they were deceased -
EDIT: Get off my lawn!
I had actually thought about that a few times when some of our folks have been sick.
My husband would be aware to let everyone know. I would also be sure to say something if any of those I know personally had anyting happen to them.
It is all a matter of perspective!!!
I actually started writing a quasi-will on Word, that has provisions for making sure people at my online communities know of my passing when it happens, including user ID/password info, timelines for when/if to close the account, etc.
Once I get a job and get married and everything, I will make an official will that I hope will also include these things.
"Life's a journey, not a destination"
-Steven Tyler
Interesting thread. So, this non-planner Bear will eventually slip from view. Will it be "the end" or just wanderlust? Only your hairdresser knows for sure. Hah hah hah....
Seriously. I would assume that Katie would send a message to Cyburbia Central Command. And, I have to wonder about all the folks who were regulars on this board and went away. Likely that all (or most) just grew tired of the site. But, did anyone in that group of "gone regs" actually die? Scary thought, especially to those of us who have been walking the Cyburbian sidewalks for many moons.
I often wonder what will happen to my giant fake city, De Noc. Hundreds of drawings, hundreds of documents and spreadsheets. When I am dust, will the "world's largest hand-drawn fictional city map" crumble to paperdust?
Oh well. Not to worry. I have plenty of ti
Death hath no mercy.
Mandatory vid attached.
Bear
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-rjMB...eature=related
Occupy Cyburbia!
I am not the original imaplanner. He died (part of him did anyways - the part that cares).
Children in the back seat can cause accidents - and vice versa.
I plan on lingering. The way I see it, I'll be going out kicking and scratching which should give me enough time to log-in and post a good-bye, a couple final zingers, review of the last wine I drank, status of the damn white tile floors, and a pool/hot tub report.
Bitter much?Originally posted by imaplanner
A nuisance may be merely a right thing in the wrong place — like a pig in the parlor instead of the barnyard.
I'm not bitter- I'm just getting in touch with my inner curmudgeon
Children in the back seat can cause accidents - and vice versa.
So you've "gone OFOS?"I'm not bitter- I'm just getting in touch with my inner curmudgeon
Set curmudgery free! No "inner curmudgeons" allowed.So you've "gone OFOS?"
“Death comes when memories of the past exceed the vision for the future.”
How about developing into one ?Set curmudgery free! No "inner curmudgeons" allowed.
So does one warm up or go sour to be one ?
Oddball
Why don't you knock it off with them negative waves?
Why don't you dig how beautiful it is out here?
Why don't you say something righteous and hopeful for a change?
From Kelly's Heroes (1970)
Are you sure you're not hurt ?
No. Just some parts wake up faster than others.
Broke parts take a little longer, though.
From Electric Horseman (1979)
Think about leaving De Noc to the Smithsonian. Seriously. Or maybe there is a museum in Trenary?...I often wonder what will happen to my giant fake city, De Noc. Hundreds of drawings, hundreds of documents and spreadsheets. When I am dust, will the "world's largest hand-drawn fictional city map" crumble to paperdust?
Anyone want to adopt a dog?
Bumping this for obvious reasons. Bear has several posts on here that suggest a final resting place for his De Noc project.Interesting thread. So, this non-planner Bear will eventually slip from view. Will it be "the end" or just wanderlust? Only your hairdresser knows for sure. Hah hah hah....
Seriously. I would assume that Katie would send a message to Cyburbia Central Command. And, I have to wonder about all the folks who were regulars on this board and went away. Likely that all (or most) just grew tired of the site. But, did anyone in that group of "gone regs" actually die? Scary thought, especially to those of us who have been walking the Cyburbian sidewalks for many moons.
I often wonder what will happen to my giant fake city, De Noc. Hundreds of drawings, hundreds of documents and spreadsheets. When I am dust, will the "world's largest hand-drawn fictional city map" crumble to paperdust?
Oh well. Not to worry. I have plenty of ti
Death hath no mercy.
Mandatory vid attached.
Bear
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-rjMB...eature=related
Along with donating it to a public archive, it seems sensible to digitize it, and upload to a publicly-available website where it could be accessed by persons with an interest in urban planning. I'm sure there's a URL that would be suitable. /irony
Having gone through the family clean-up process twice now...generally one starts by donating any home health supplies that could be used by others. Then it's on to the truly useless stuff that's in the way and really drove you crazy. (Dear ol' dad became a hardcore smoker -- yes, he was a doctor -- and with every pack his provider threw in a couple of plastic no-refill lighters. There were hundreds lying around the house.)
Something that's a long-time project, carefully stored out of the way (not in the middle of the living room floor) tends to be dealt with quite some time down the road. Several weeks, if not months.
I agree. I wonder if he left instructions on where to contact? Perhaps it will end up in a museum close to where DeNoc would actually be. I know that there is one in Manistique and one in Escanaba, but nothing in between.
When compassion exceeds logic for too long, chaos will ensue. - Unknown
Wouldn't it be great to see a De Noc exhibit at Fayette State Park? "What might the area have looked like if it had continued to grow?" I agree with others who have suggested that it should find a home online, and those who have described it as an amazing piece of American folk art.
Anyone want to adopt a dog?
I'd like to see it in the Cyburbia Gallery.
“Death comes when memories of the past exceed the vision for the future.”
I totally agree! I think people would find it all really interesting. It reminds me of the Tinkertown Museum which is a collection of mechanical dioramas collected and built by a man who passed away many years ago. His family opened up their sprawling home to the public and established it as a funky folk museum. The kids love it.
Also I think about the film Marwencol.
Neither are quite the same but show that there is an interest in these kinds of personal narratives tied up with folk expression.
The purpose of life is a life of purpose
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