I like the idea of being cremated and shot out of a cannon.
I do not know who first thought of it, but I read that it was the way Hunter S. Thompson wanted his body to be disposed of, and I thought the idea had merit.
IIRC, his ashes were incorporated into fireworks, and that’s what i want done when it’s my time.
We were visiting a well-known rose garden and noticed a strange grey substance all over the roses in once section. Thought it might be some nasty fungal about to wreck havoc on the roses. So we tracked down the head gardner to show her the issue. She became very concerned and was on her cell phone having an animated discussion with the local agricultural agent, when a timid little lady tapped her on the arm and said, “Excuse me. I couldn’t help but overhear your call. Its just mother. She wanted her ashes spread here. Its just her ashes, you see.”