“Harvard discovers three of its library books are bound in human flesh”
Seriously, I wanted to be cremated and the carbon from my ashes made into diamonds to be cut into jewel bearings for a pocket watch.
(“That’s Grandpa Watch.” — “Don’t you mean ‘Grandpa’s watch’?” — “No.”)
However, I wouldn’t mind being a book.
It just has to be a good book.
And the binding materials must be harvested post-mortem.
PS: This is creepy, nonetheless.
UPDATE: One of the three has been disqualified as human flesh. That leaves two to test.