Random Thought Of The Day #495

Day 495

Apparently leaving a list of your passwords & their associated services or whatever in your Will is now a thing. And it's probably going to become an even bigger thing in the future with all the Cloud-based date storage services, paperless account statements, online banking, and all the rest of that stuff. I guess it's probably a good idea...

I mean, your iTunes account is basically your CD collection of the present & future. Your paperless billing for your utilities & banking is the only way to even find account numbers at this point unless you're still a neanderthal and use paper billing & write checks. Who the fuck writes checks anymore? Unless it's to some company still working in the stone age. Like pretty much any government entity. And the Gas & Water companies.

But this is kind of a strange change to me for some reason. I can't quite put my finger on the "why" as of yet, but something about it bothers me.

I mean... being kinky and all, I already have my plans in place in case of a freak car accident, shooting, meteor strike or spontaneous combustion from walking into a church... I have someone whose job it is to quickly & quietly destroy one specific external hard drive (which I should probably get moved onto just a flash drive eventually) with all my porn on it. I think my ridiculously slutty punk chick, body mod & watersports kinks are something that my parents can be spared from needing to sift thru to find actual important information like banking & tax records.

I also have someone whose job it is to take care of making my toybox disappear. Though with it's ever-growing size, maybe their job will just be to set the house on fire instead. But all the rope, the floggers, toys, paddles, canes, chains & whatever else is there... they all go.

But that's all I was worried about when it comes to death-prep plans.

Now, I guess I should probably put something together for all of my passwords & whatnot. But it still creeps me out a little bit for some reason.

You know what just dawned on me... I was watching Castle the other day & they had an episode with some cryogenics company that would come grab your body up the minute you died to throw your ass into the deep freeze.

A business to dispose of your porn & sex toys & anything else you don't want your parents, kids, grandkids or whatever going thru if you are also a victim of a freak shooting, meteor strike or when you spontaneously combust from stepping foot in a church. You pay me a retainer fee & hook a brother up with a key & when you drop dead, it sents off an alarm in the ScienceJesus' Laboratory, the "Porn Signal" (similar to the Bat Signal... but with porn) lights up the sky and I hop in the Doktor-mobile, bust into your house, rip out your hard drive & generally play the role of the Cleaner before mom, dad, aunt suzy, grandma rosa & that kid who is still a disappointment shows up to start going thru your crap & finding your Will.

The same one that accidentally throws in your FetLife password along with your banking information.

I could totally make money off this.