Lunch with Walt

I had lunch with the ghost of Walt Disney. In a desperate effort to relate to him, I said that I like to be creative too. I told him about one of my recent Better Late than Dead blog posts.

The ghost of Walt said, “Yes, but those highfalutin days are behind me. Now I roam the Earth as a phantom, beholding the Creator’s unending and multifarious manifestations.”

I gave up and sulked head first on the table.

The ghost of Walt said, “Behold, despair!”