Burning Man near Gerlach, Nevada was underway. One afternoon, in a local bar, a Burner struck up conversation over a beer with a long-time cowboy about religion.
“There’s no God,” the Burner stated.
“Why’s that?”
“I’ve been around the world and I’ve seen some shit. We’re jus’ accidents of nature.”
After a brief pause the cowboy replied, “Lemme ask you a question.”
“Sure.”
“The horse, the cow, and deer all eat grass, right?”
“Yeah…”
“But the deer craps pellets, the cow — patties, and the horse — clumps. Why’s that?”
“I’ve no idea.”
“That’s what I thought – you really don’t know shit.”
The Old Blog in the Desert 
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