The road shall be for you a means of communion...

Ah, the absurdities of religion and the world. To think the Pope feels compelled to release the "10 commandments" of driving. As if it means anything more than... well... it does read humorously. Throw it in the pile with the Reno golfer who started a forest fire trying to get his ball back on the course. But there is still some poetry in the so-called "top ten". I like number 3 and number 9 the most. And any sentence that begins, "the road shall be for you..." tugs at the strings of it.

The sun has gone down. Both the fiddlers and the casino beckon, and I have no travelers game in either direction. But once it begins, as the wall always asks, will ye no come back again? Always a question worth asking. And the swinging blades of the copter wonder at the vagabonds below.