After a brief news update on the radio while driving about....
J: Wow. 93?
J: Zsa Zsa Gabor. She's 93.
Me: Oh, yeah. Wait. Was that just saying she died?
J: No, she's still in critical condition. But she squeezed her husband's hand and can say his name.
Me: Oh. Okay. She had a stroke during a hip replacement surgery after breaking her hip preparing to answer the phone.
J: What does that say when you have to prepare to answer the phone?
Me: Well, she was in bed and trying to get to her wheel chair. But somebody left the brake off, and it rolled away from her.
J: Her wheel chair?
Me: Yeah. She's paralyzed from a car accident several years ago or something. I don't know why they didn't just have a phone set up right next to the bed.
J: Just goes to show all the money in the world, and you still won't live forever.
Me: All the money in the world, and it still won't buy you a fully functioning body.
J: Yeah. Except for Cher. But she's a robot.