****, I've had a couple of close calls.
But I hope I'm never ready to die.
I kind of like how some of the indians used to do it. When the old indian elders just felt it was their time, they wandered off into the woods, never to be found again, nor to even be looked for.
When I feel it's my time, I'll stuff 20 grand into an envelope, to be kept in a pocket in my jacket as I take a harley off into the distance. On the envelope full of cash would be written, "If I am dead, whoever picks this envelope up, for whatever reason, now owns this money. Take a grand and bury me somewhere. Make up a funny name as well as a crude limerick."