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Friends,

As it turns out, Mars is currently as close to us as it will ever be during our lifetime. You can see it burning red in the southeastern sky, early in the cold night. Clearly, the juxtaposition of the God of War upon my return to the United States can only be a heavenly portent, a celestial dictum requiring me to write and record the ethereal song "That Man is Not An Astronaut." To do so, your assistance is needed.

As you wander through these gray days, please take some time to think about potential verses for this still-gestating song. Examples will be given below. Submit your suggestions via email or the blog.

Verses are remarkably short, so short that some might question whether they are truly verses. Examples include:

1) "That man is not an astronaut- He's too afraid of heights, he's sick on Ferris wheels"
2) "That man is not an astronaut- He never drinks his Tang, he's got no Velcro shoes"
3) "That man is not an astronaut- He can't do calculus, Spacemen need their calculus"
4) "That man is not an astronaut- He's never been to Mars, I've never seen him there"

Thank you.