It was really cold (by L.A. standards) this morning when I got in my car.  As I waited for the car to heat up a little, I turned on the front windshield defroster.  A minute later, I watched as the transparent glass seemingly pushed back  the opaqueness that had just been there.  And then it struck me: The front window defrosting process reminds me of the movie “Ghost.”  (How many of you – besides my favorite brother – are already nodding in agreement?)  You remember when the shadowy spirit-things crept across the ground to grab the bad people and presumably drag them to hell?  That’s exactly what my defroster made me think of.  Ya know, minus the horrible screaming and everything.

Tags: defroster, Ghost