Riding in Cars with Toys

Mom warned me about riding in cars with toys. Here’s a piece I wrote for Nudge Wink Report where I’m a field correspondent.

The Nudge Wink Report

driving-carRemember when I died and was found leaning against the Pearly Gate’s back fence? Oh yeah. Good times. Apparently they had a meeting to decide if they were going to let me in. I tried but I realized I just wasn’t that worried about it. It’s all good, I thought. Apparently being dead gave me a whole new perspective on life. Who knew?

As if by magic St. Peter appeared in front of me. Perhaps even more weird, he was holding a clipboard.

“What’s the last thing you remember?” he asked. “Before you died, I mean.”

Funny. I hadn’t really thought about it that way. Then it came to me. Yep, as easy as that. Wow. My memory was suddenly working again. I could get used to this place, I thought to myself.

“I was driving a car,” I replied. “So naturally I was looking at a computer screen. Oh…

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