With all the seriousness of health reform, I thought it might be time for a good joke (courtesy of my friend Gary Lapidas). So here it is:
Two middle aged men, Art and Phil, were best friends. And more than anything, they loved baseball. They would often watch games together and root for their favorite team, the Boston Red Sox. They could not imagine life without baseball. That got them to wondering -- do they play baseball in heaven? They would often discuss this, debating back and forth. Finally, they decided to enter into a pact. Whoever arrived in heaven first would promise to somehow come back and let the other know whether they play baseball in heaven.
Years went by and they became old, but continued to enjoy baseball together. Sadly, Art suffered a stroke and died. Phil was forlorn but he often wondered whether his friend Art was playing baseball in heaven. One day as Phil was having a quiet breakfast alone, Art suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Oh my gosh, Art, is that really you?!"
"Yes it is, Phil." said Art.
"Well, tell me, do they play baseball in heaven?" said Phil.
"Well Phil. I have good news and bad news. The good news is that they do play baseball in heaven."
"Oh that is wonderful Art. And what is the bad news?"
"The bad news is that you're pitching tomorrow."