Harpo's Night at the Bardo --
but not Harpo's, actually.
It was mine:.
It was PZ's Night at the Bardo.
From dusk till dawn.
This is something that actually happened.
I saw my own death,
or rather, myself dying, on a reclining chair in an airplane,
on March 1, 2012.
It was an unpleasant, elucidating experience.
It rattled me!
Let me tell you all about it.