Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Bob and I are in the red station wagon. We are creeping along the 110 freeway in downtown Los Angeles. It is rush hour.
"Mama? How will we ever get there if we don't do any moving?"
"We're moving. We're just moving very slowly."
"Did you know when humans and aliens die on Star Wars they don't go to heaven?"
"So there's no Star Wars heaven?"
"No and droids don't die, they just stop working. You can tell they are droids not aliens or beasts or humans because droids don't have teeth. They don't have ghosts there."
"So no Star Wars heaven and no Star Wars ghosts?"
"No. Star Wars is just a story. So if they had ghosts they would be pretend ghosts like at Halloween, not really ghosts like we have at home."
"We have ghosts at home?"
"Yeah and around the earth."
"Good ghosts, I hope?"
"They're just ghosts, mom. Regular ghosts."