This morning, as I was driving down the good ole NJ Turnpike, I spotted a hearse in the right hand lane. My first instinct was to slow down and cross myself. Then I started to wonder: can I pass the hearse? Where is the rest of the procession? I realized that this wasn't a procession, but someone driving a hearse to a destination. As I got closer, I saw the New York tags. I continued to pass and saw Chinese letters on the window. When I finally got to the driver side window I saw a Chinese man driving the hearse. I immediately had a blond moment -
The Chinese die?
There is something seriously wrong with me this week.