One too many aliens

    So, this past two days, I've had an inner monologue discussion about alien lifeforms; all the usual debates one would have.  Firstly, the last time I had even thought about aliens... months ago, maybe the last time I... wait, I saw Men in Black on Spike TV about a month and a half ago.  So, theres a month and a half...



    Alright - now begins my story.  Yesterday, I'm as calm as can be at my desk, and I went to google something for work.  And what do I read, but a story reporting that 'British astrophysicist Stephen Hawking warns intelligent alien life-forms would almost certainly be dangerous to humanity.'  The report goes on to say 'Hawkins is near certain such life forms exist, but warns that trying to communicate with them is "too risky."'  I know what you are thinking... yikes right?!  Well, like any fantastical mind, mine dwelt on it the entire day... and in doing so, I remembered that I inadvertently recorded Roswell because we got Showtime free for a month... I'm weirded out already!  I continue my debate in my head, should we extend the space program, or just limit their outer limit communication funding...  I digress... So, my mind is a flurry.  I rush home early because I am going to go to the Cardinal game... open the door, and there is a half-dead alien paused on the screen... I'm like, what the hell!  Matt, my roommate, is watching Roswell... deep breaths...

    So, we start talking, I bring up Stephen Hawkins article, matt starts telling me how he was talking about how it was brought up in one of his classes... we both agree something fishy is going on...  All the while, the movie goes to where the alien warns that more alien species and kinds are coming!  So weird at this point... we decided that Jon, other roommate, is an alien.  Case closed, right?  So I thought!?  I'm at the cardinals game, and I'm watching Albert Pujols at bat, and Freaking A, I'm bugged out by an airplane I thought was an alien spaceship.  I'm on edge people... Game over, at the bar, I'm being hit on by a 40 year old, probably 48... kinda looks like an alien... I'm laughing about it; things are better, I've reached my beer limit, heading home...

    Lucky for me I listen to talk radio, something to keep my mind off aliens... well... Coast to Coast with George Norris comes on and Blamo! they're talking about aliens... I am engrossed with the conversation... while my eyes are on the sky... more about how 'Hawking argues that the arrival of extraterrestrial life forms would be analogous to Columbus landing in the Americas, which, Hawking notes, "didn't turn out out very well for the Native Americans."'  What the hell!?  So, I'm a buzz... and then they have a guest on, that cools me down... He basically says that Hawkings statements deny the fact that aliens haven't ever been to Earth, which is aburd (I agree) and if they wanted to harvest our brains and kill us off like Native Americans they'dve already done it if they have the technology to reach earth... he goes on with tons of great things to say... and I pull into the drive convinced that the aliens are not going to harvest my brain... I'm going to take all this alien talk in stride, but I'll still keep my eyes to the sky, just like they did in Fire in the Sky. PS: someone gets an anal probe in that movie...