Where’s the hobby department?
“What more could you want?”
Have a seat and I’ll break out my list.
Less boring than Dante Alighieri’s idea of Heaven – the perpetual contemplation of the light of God .
No sign of a dog – I’ll go elsewhere, thanks.
How, in the name of sanity, can this be heaven for the person behind the counter???
I hope they have whiskey to put in their coffee.
Pizza and beer or I’m not going
Oh Damn! Did Rupert Murdoch get here too?!?
What more could he want?? Well maybe a few models from Victoria’s Secret magazine could further his idea of heaven!
Dunkin Donuts would be heaven, Starbucks would be hell.
Excuse me, the Keurig is calling…..
Rather cute. If only the After Life could be so nice … forever.
The mind is its own place and in itself can make a heaven of hell; a hell of heaven.
An eternity of breakfast in bed with Jennifer Love Hewitt.
After you’re in Heaven, your health will no longer be a concern.
I like where they are going with this.
Free coffee forever? Sign me up!
24/7 sports for some, shopping for others, no politics, depends on one’s perspective.
This looks good to me, except – where are the dogs?
What happens if you don’t like coffee or tea? Hope they have hot chocolate!
So I’m already in Heaven as I read this right now?
…but just as it is written,“Things which eye has not seen and ear has not heard,And which have not entered the heart of man,All that God has prepared for those who love Him.” (1 Cor 2:9)
" For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory that is to be revealed to us." (Ro 8:18)
Indeed it is.
fusilier, slurping down a cup of French Press, Guatemalan peaberry, with half-and-half and just a touch of sugar.
I would be BORED out of my skull within an hour or so. And I HATE COFFEE!!! Haven’t had a DROP of that Nasty Bitter Burnt Bean Drippings in over 45 years!!! YUCK!!!
I believe that every person’s “Heaven” is different. If it exists, you would do whatever you enjoyed most on Earth in the afterlife.
Puppers and kitties.
More importantly, where are the dogs?
I don’t know what the nature of heaven will be like. There are many that see crystal palaces and streets of gold and the presence of God all around.
Looks like RETIREMENT to me
why does the one lady have to “work” (giving away or selling) donuts in heaven?
Maybe a stack of books by all the authors I really enjoyed but who are no longer in print. Coffee and whatever for a nosh between chapters.
It’s a break before your next assignment.
That sitting around drinking coffee isn’t heaven— that’s retirement.
What more? Cats!
Wiley nailed it with this one! That’s exactly my idea of heaven. In fact, I have that now!
Imagine if that eternal life in perfect health was on earth as a human, in peaceful surroundings. That is what the Bible actually refers to. Isa. 65:21,22
What, no devil’s food?
Why are they reading printed newspapers, when they all have their own personal wifi antenna floating over their heads?
Given what’s in the papers, that wouldn’t be heaven.
The real point here is that nobody has a true idea of what it will really be like in the afterlife. But I’m pretty sure that we each make our own based on our actions here. Doris Day is in a good place while Bin Laden found out he’s one of those virgins he thought he was going to have there.
But,but where is the barista!?
Hey, at least it’s not just another Starbucks.
Mr. Miller, the perfect touch for this one would have been to include cats and dogs; I think everyone will agree on this. And to return to my previous comments – IT IS TIME TO BRING BACK THE EKERT!!!
Well hot tea and all the books ever written, Alexandria and Pompeii libraries, and all of the authors to chat with?What’s not to like.
Well, you’re here for a start.
No alarm clocks. I like it!
Looks more like purgatory to me.
iPad Pro, good wi-fi connection, subscriptions to erotic sites?
In Heaven, there is no beer! (But they have coffee and donuts. Maybe hot cocoa and tea.)
as always, hits the funny bone.
Those who insist it needs cats and dogs—not unless there are angels assigned to do the walking, pooper-scooping, and litterbox changing!
The woman behind the counter is the only one helping others, which was supposed to be the point.
Oh hell yeah! (Yeah, I went there)
I assume there’s pizza and beer afterward.
Donuts and coffee! And-you don’t gain weight!!! What more could you ask for?
Now would be a good time to try that that coffee that I read about that is made from coffee beans that have been through the digestive tract of mearcats and pooped out whole and then gathered by hand from the forest floor and roasted and sold for astronomical prices. YUMMY!
a nice soft spot, a morning paper,a donut or two,and something to drink .HEAVEN ! !
Donuts, hot coffee and the comics – NOW we’re talking!
If there was a need to eat and drink, then hot chocolate and pizza or lasagna. As there will be no need for sustanance, this would be an inaccurate portrail of heaven. When we get to the other side there is still work to do, so we will be very busy (I would rather sit and play or reax, but that might get boring after a couple of hundred years).
My idea of heaven is a hammock beneath two palm trees, temperate zone, no humidity. Beside the hammock is a table that produces interesting books on demand, as well as cooked meals/snacks. A bottle of light wine and clean water, too. . .
“Neither malt nor Milton can
Explain to God the ways of man"
Works for me.
Should ought to read Kipling’s “When Earth’s last picture is painted” Now there is a busy afterlife.
When they get bored, they can have a food fight.
In Heaven the newspapers are nothing but comics, and all the great cartoonists of the past are up there drawing them.
I am especially looking forward to reading new Cul de Sac strips.
The afterlife is not there to challenge you.
I hope I would be younger and thinner in heaven. And the men would have to be much better looking. Also there are no dogs. This is not heaven for me.
I hope there’s a choice of drinks. I would prefer Mt Dew Code Red, or just about any other soft drink. Hate coffee and tea. And I agree, there’s gotta be cats and dogs. Mark Twain loved cats, but he fell in love with dogs when he saw how his daughter’s dog mourned her death. His quote: “If there are no dogs in heaven, I don’t want to go there”.
I’m going to very busy in the afterlife, the list of people I’m going haunt grows every day.
I owned a donut shop, I’d be working butt (wings?) off! No WAY!
Pizza! Wine! Non Sequitur back in local newspapers!