Do Not Go To Tennessee

(Conrad DeislerHank Card)
We rented a convertible in San Bernadino
We were driving for driving's sake
Across the tortured waterless mountains
Through the moonscape of Mono Lake
The lights of earth had faded behind
The stars were fat and sleek
The universe seemed enormous
So how could we be unique?
We scanned the voids for humanoids
And an answer to the question