So, me and Bill Murray are sharing a pitcher of Hoegarden in heaven, right? It's Ladies Nite, and he's hellbent on showing me a good time.
"So, fuck," I said, "I couldn't believe it when I heard that song again that morning... I was like, I learned the piano, and I learned everything about him, and I've done more for the local homeless population than I care to recall... Lord knows it... More than I care to recall."
He nodded, wordless transfixed.
"And nothing," I said. "NOTHING, Bill, I'm screenfrozen, it's raining."
"I don't know what to tell you." He said. "That's not how it was for me. Cold reboot?"