At the end of a long life, a lot of us will have no choice but to look back at some of the mistakes we’ve made. This man has done a similar thing – despite, as the included information tells us, that he is still alive.
He made a headstone calling two of his wives the meanest women in the world while he was still alive. What chutzpah. If he dies under suspicious circumstances, we know exactly who to investigate. There’s even a little bit of rhyming thrown in there, too. This man’s an artist and likes to live dangerously.
A Man of the People
There are lots of sober graves that will have you wondering about what kind of person is stretched out beneath your feet. Usually, we get little more than a name, birth date, death date, and some affiliations. Karl Bratz, however, wanted people to know he was the generous sort.
He decreed that a large beer barrel would be part of his final resting place, including the inscription “Have a drink on me.” A touch more literal than how it's usually understood, but people seem to have taken to it since we can see gifts of wine bottles in the shot.
Never Stop the Hustle
Just because you're in the afterlife doesn't mean you can't earn fast cash. It makes perfect sense for a professed psychic to be able to give you a hand even after she's passed on, though it doesn't tell us where we're supposed to put the bills. Do you think she takes Paypal?
Honestly, five dollars for a palm reading isn't a bad deal, but that's likely because Rita can't update her prices for inflation. And how does she tell you the details of your life based on arbitrary lines on your palm? In a dream? Do you get an email?
That's What You Get for Fiddling
An artist is never respected in his own time. Van Gogh, Sylvia Plath, Otis Redding...and Kelly, the fiddler. We all know this Kelly character, don't we? With his famous song...okay, maybe not every artist is going to be remembered long after death.
Since this fiddlin' cat died in the late stages of the nineteenth century in a poor house, you could say he's lucky to have a gravestone at all – especially one that has stood the test of time so well. Maybe the cemetery (or graveyard, there is a difference) updates the stones to keep them in good condition.
Poor Sense of Direction
Yes, by all accounts, the move to the afterlife is one that is hard to screw up. There aren't any other paths, no winding streets, and most theories say there is some sort of guide, just in case. No matter where you're headed, you'll get there.
And good thing, too, because this dearly departed must have been legendary for her ability to get lost. It happens to all of us every once in a while, and the advent of GPS has made many people far more reliable, but poor Lexie here wasn't able to make use of such modern advances.