Hmmm...
That guy in Germany who invented the plastination process, it would be pretty cool to have my skin removed, and then leave my skinless plastinated body posed in some sort of aggressive stance to scare the bejezus out of people, like those people who came back from the dead without skin in the Hellraiser movies.
Then, have a nice leather couch nearby for the person to sit down on, except that's made with my hide. And they get told that after they've sat there for a few minutes to freak them out all over again.
Mrs. Dual would never allow it though.
However, when my grandparent's ashes were interned in a crypt last week, I had the idea that a week before I die, I'm going to get my name legally changed to "Electrical Access Panel" so they HAVE to carve that on the cover stone.
Then maybe if I'm lucky, a hundred years in the future, if the cemetary and mausoleum is still standing, some poor electrician will open it up.