Thoughts "Over my dead body"

Last night I was writing in my journal and came up with something. What would you want said about your life on your funeral day? Think about this for a second. Say a brother, a friend, a child, is standing over your grave getting ready to give a short speech about your life. How do you want that to go? The answer to that question is the simplest way to set priorities in your life and live your life to the fullest.
For instance, if all you want is for someone to say "He was a great person, loved his family, and do nobody wrong," then you could live a pretty simple non adventurous lifestyle and be happy. What if you wanted the acknowledgements of your achievements to carry on into the night and inspire each and every person tossing flowers onto your casket? Then you would have to carry out a different lifestyle compared to the average Joe. So which person are you? I figured out last night that there is no f*ing way I'm going to be that average Joe with nothing interesting to be told about.
So what brought this on you ask? Sitting at a bar last night I looked around and wondered to myself, if I were to ask everyone in this place to share an exciting story of their lives with me (that happened in the last month or so) I can bet that the vast majority would have nothing to tell me. "Well, I work, eat, sleep, hang out with friends...etc." WTF kind of life is that? How long can one person continue that lifestyle before they realize that they are wasting away the (possible) only life they have? It's no wonder the depression rate in the US is at an all time high.
So back to my original question, are you living the life that would provide the type of stories you want to be told over your grave? Or are you just another person out there letting life fly by one day at a time?