I have an empty chair sitting here in our apartment, by the door. I have never talked with it, or imagined someone was sitting in it, but I am more aware of it than ever before.
Bob Newhart used to talk on the phone to imaginary people, some very funny material. I remember the one from the days of the old "non-scheduled" airlines, the one where it was an airline and a storm door company, you went upstairs to the bathroom to weigh your luggage on their scales. The bus driver training one was great also.
I have to wonder whether the chair was an accident, or whose genius of an idea it was. I doubt that many people, in the world, see an empty chair, and think of Clint Eastwood.
Who would have guessed that an empty chair would draw that much publicity.
