The sign outside one of the churches between home and work reads like this:
LIFE HAS MANY CHOICES BUT DEATH HAS ONLY TWO
Uh, OK. So what are they?
Wield scythe, or switch to an H&K G36.
Continue to ride outdated white horse, or maybe a Ducati 999R.
Wear flowing black robes (so timeless), or perhaps a ghillie suit.
Aside from those, I don't think Death has a lot of choices to worry about.