Another Cinematic Adventure (as Dane Cook would say)

Me and my dear friend went to see the box office hit Avatar today. As the main character decides that the most important thing for him to do is to save the blue, alienesque creatures of the planet Pandora, I was sitting there wondering, "Well this is only maybe a year out of this man's life. What is his story? Where did it go from there? And what are the stories of the poor souls who were blown up in the final battle between the aliens and the army or the one who were killed by the aliens' poisoned arrows? Who thinks of an intricate plot such as this? Does a place like Pandora actually exist and we simply haven't discovered it yet? And what kind of sick, twisted marine mates with a ten foot tall blue alien creature???"

These questions are probably very ridiculous. I was probably the only ridiculous individual who asked themselves these questions instead of simply enjoying another cinematic masterpiece in a comfortable, yet rather squeaky theater chair. But truly, you cannot tell me you have never watched a movie and asked yourself these kinds of farcical questions.

Honestly though, when I stepped outside into the freezing February night air to grab the mail out of the mailbox, I looked up at the stars and tried to make out Orion or Cassiopea or taurus, trying to put to use the information I'm getting from Astronomy Class. But instead I found myself wondering if there was such a place as Pandora, if there were creatures who communicated, functioned, and thought just like I do. As big as the universe is, there must be something out there. Something we haven't found or haven't noticed.

Now I realize I probably have very very few readers, but to those of you who DO read this random, spastic, pensive blog, I leave you with a question or two. Or three.

What if there was a Pandora?

Would we live long enough to see Americans become the bad guys to a peaceful, functional civilization?

Have we lived that long already?