Yesterday I drove down to Menlo park, entranced with the clouds.  They resembled images sent back from outer space.

Today is a full moon, Buddha’s birthday, and Cinco de Mayo.

From Writer’s Almanac: It’s the birthday of the man who said, “No man is lonely while eating spaghetti”. Christopher Morley, born in Haverford, Pennsylvania (1890), wrote a hundred books.

Morley said, “You can blow up a man with gunpowder in half a second, while it may take twenty years to blow him up with a book. But the gunpowder destroys itself along with its victim, while a book can keep on exploding for centuries.”

It’s a day to read, and either fast, or eat rice, guacamole, or spaghetti, or all three.