According to the dream I had early this morning, Heaven resembles the Mormon Tabernacle—just 500 times bigger—and God looks a lot like Annie Potts.

Not sure what the dream really means, but it was oddly comforting in a way. Because, hey, Annie Potts isn’t half bad, and I make it to Heaven.

The Tabernacle, though…I’ve been there, and the seating is not all that wonderful. Hopefully Heaven’s seats have more padding.

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