Double Feature

I was so pleased to be part of this story. Although I do get car sick and the guy driving the cab had two left hands. I mean it. Two left hands. But it was a good group and the story had a nice ending. Not nice in the sense that my character died, but nice in the sense that nobody got shot. And then there was The Interview, the second story, in which I was not included since I died in the previous story. But there is no final judgment. As I said to the Lord, 'you gotta a lotta nerve to say you are my friend'. A Bob Dylan reference. He did not appear in either story. I mean Dylan and God. Nor would He have been welcomed.