it's time to talk about death now one of my favorite topics the wonder of it the finality is there more to it or do we become only fodder for the crematorium or do we fade in the big dark box leaving behind whatever hair we have left and our bones brittle as they may become what happens when we go there are we reunited with family do we sit down and have a chat about old sunday dinners and christmas get-togethers and how much weight aunt barbara put on after she divorced that rug salesman the one with the bad toupee and who inherited all that fancy china from grandmother getz how do we look when we're dead - pasty and pathetic - do we sag do we gossip do we bowl or play tennis so much time nothing but time and not a clock to be found and what about heaven and hell all the time in the world now to see what everything's about i wonder if there's music up there i think i'll look up my neighbor mark the one who ran off with the brassiere model i think that he knocked her up and they moved to florida and then he had a stroke or something and died but being dead might not be such a bad deal after all so many questions all that time and all we really want to know for sure is is there life after death at least we'd find out wouldn't we?