Just a little comic relief before I spend the next 4 hours in depositions. (Very little)
Yesterday, I ran into an old buddy I hadn't seen in a few years. Took a few minutes to catch up...how's the family....work...the dog....blah, blah, blah. The guy says he did have one pretty significant thing happen to him and pulls the top of his shirt down to show one of those nasty ass scars from his neck to his belly. Dude had a heart attack a year ago and they opened him up, pulled his heart out and did whatever they do when they do the things they do...or that vodoo that they do so well. He says for two hours, he was hooked up to all kinds of machinery while they had his heart outside his body and for all intents and purposes, he was dead for that time.
I jokingly asked if he saw a light or if recalled the experience. Of course this Bammer says, "I spoke to the Bear the whole time". To which I replied, "So you went to hell, huh? Man, I'm sorry to hear that. Was it hot?"
Aaawwww man, you ain't right. You ain't right.