It’s been a long, exhausting week, and I am quite relieved to be out on the porch of The House on the Hill with an entire relaxing weekend ahead of me.
Since it’s felt like something of a ghost town on WordPress lately, I thought this week’s Think Tank post should deal with Ghosts.
So put on your Deep Thinking togas, and join me for a haunting edition of the Friday Night Think Tank.
Don’t worry, we’ll keep the lights on in case any of you are scared of Ghosts…
This week’s topic: You die and enter the afterlife. When you arrive at your eternal destination, you are told that there is a problem with your reservation. Due a heavy influx of new arrivals and some unexpected construction delays, your place in the great hereafter isn’t quite ready yet.
You’ll have to go back down to Earth as a Ghost for a few years until they can clear up the situation. Since this is all their mistake, they want to be very accommodating and offer you the pick of any haunting in the entire world.
Since you have no choice but to go back as a Ghost, what one place would you choose to haunt until your eternal reward is ready for you? Do you choose to be a friendly Ghost or a scary one?
The good news is I’ve made it to Heaven, Modern Philosophers. I’m all about the silver linings here. Since I know Heaven awaits, I’ve got no problem haunting Earth for a few years until St. Peter has a place available for me.
It certainly beats spending that time in Purgatory, or worse yet…in Hell!
Then I got to thinking that the Yankees only play 81 home games. Sure, there would be some college football and soccer games (snooze!), as well as awesome concerts when the Yankees weren’t using the place, but would that be enough for me?
Plus, Yankee Stadium is mostly outdoors and it gets cold in The Bronx in the winter, and can be sweltering in the summer. As much as I love the Yankees, I can’t see myself haunting a mostly empty stadium for a few years.
I’d go with an old movie theater, most likely The Pavilion in Park Slope. That was the theater near where I lived when I was married.
As a friendly Ghost, I could watch movies for a few years, hang out with moviegoers, haunt the ice cream parlor up on the balcony, and look out onto Prospect Park when the theater was closed. That was a pretty heavenly view from what I remember.
Movie theaters are always well air conditioned in the summer, and toasty warm during the winter. Being back in Brooklyn would make me feel safe and secure, and perhaps with all my spare time, I could finally work out some issues from that time in my life that still haunt me to this day.
I think The Pavilion would be the perfect place to wait out the days until my my forever digs were ready. What about you, Modern Philosophers?