Today the morning clouds seemed more like bunting hung on huge fence posts rather than their usual lure to imagine what's beyond them. A contraption that traveled 350 million miles will attempt to check into Mars Land and scoot around searching for life signs. I meant to ask it before it left here if it sees God to blink twice. I get shivers imagining having a window seat on that flight, taking in scenery that we primates have psychedelicized but have yet had the opportunity to observe firsthand. Better than cranberry sauce with your turkey. If that infinite void out there really is God, I'm satisfied with the part that's within us. Still, the idea that a gizmo like the mobile chairs that the fatties use in the supermarket could be sending back youtubes from Mars is whelming, bordering on over. If I could take that ride and got stopped by the interplanetary police and they asked me what I'm doing there, I'd answer "looking for Melanie Mayron Benazir Bhutto Clifton Fadiman"..