Jon Brower Minnoch is lying on a hospital bed. It is 1983. John Brower Minnoch is about to die. There are nurses in the room. There are thirteen nurses in the room. The nurses are saying something. Jon Brower Minnoch isn’t saying anything to the nurses. The nurses are trying to change Jon Brower Minnoch’s bedsheets. It takes thirteen nurses to change Jon Brower Minnoch’s bedsheets, because Jon Brower Minnoch is ‘the heaviest man in recorded history’. I just read this on wikipedia.

Jon Brower Minnoch is turning his head away from the thirteen nurses, maybe, and looking out the window. Jon Brower Minnoch is thinking something. I have no idea what Jon Brower Minnoch is thinking.

It is 1983. It is September 10^th, 1983, which is the day Jon Brower Minnoch dies. It is some time in the morning. Maybe there is a TV in the room. Maybe the TV is on. I have no idea.

Jon Brower Minnoch is breathing in and out. He is thinking things. He is blinking his eyelids. He is feeling things in his hands and legs and in other parts of his body.

I don’t want to go any further than that. I don’t want to try and guess what Jon Brower Minnoch is thinking about, because I am not Jon Brower Minnoch, and I don’t think I have ‘what it takes’ to ‘get inside’ the mind of Jon Brower Minnoch and try and guess what the ‘heaviest man in recorded history’ is thinking.

I am imagining one of Jon Brower Minnoch’s relatives googling ‘Jon Brower Minnoch’ and coming across this story and feeling insulted.

Right now, I feel a bit like the ‘smallest man in recorded history’. I feel about 4” by 1”. I feel like I could easily climb inside a shoe and fall asleep.

Jon Brower Minnoch is lying on a bed. I just found out that I am single by looking at facebook. There was no facebook in 1983. Jon Brower Minnoch is maybe looking at the nurses. Jon Brower Minnoch is maybe heterosexual. He is maybe looking at one of the nurses and it is a female nurse and he is imagining that the female nurse is not wearing a nurse uniform. Or maybe Jon Brower Minnoch is so far into death that he has no sexual feelings anymore. I have no idea. I just had the fact that I am single confirmed by looking at a myspace page.

It is 1983.

There is no internet.

There is just Jon Brower Minnoch on a bed and thirteen nurses and lots of other things in the world.

BIO: Chris Killen once wrote the best eight word book ever in history. He deleted his facebook account.  Then he went back in time and stopped himself from deleting his facebook account.  He calls this reactivation.  He now has facebook, at least until he goes back in time and stops the reactivation process.  He still may be single. He is skinnier than JBM. He blogs here.