Are We Alone?

Last week talked about whether or not we’d want to go into space.  While I was quite enthusiastic in wanting to go out there (but not WAAAAAYYYY out there), I’m not so sure I’d want to meet any of our possible neighbors out there.  The question of whether there are aliens or other life forms in our universe is this week’s topic.

Honestly, I have no idea if there are.  When I think about these kinds of universal spicy things, I begin to feel very insignificant.  The vastness of it all makes me think there must be something out there.  But I’m not in the mood to invite it here and to bring it brownies and kool-aid or anything.  I’d be too worried that it would offend them.  Or worse, kill them and then start some kind of intergalactic war.  That would be pretty awkward.  Then you know the whole CIA or FBI or Homeland Security would bug the living daylights out of me.  Want to haul my tail in for questioning.  Each of them asking me the same questions over and over.  (Kind of like the hospital.  Every person who comes into your room asks the same questions the previous one did.  Jeez people!  Talk to each other so I don’t have to answer the same question fifty times!)  Really, I’ve got grocery shopping to do and kids to chauffeur around.  I don’t have time to deal with government agencies asking me about the little green dude with four eyes who vaporized my cookies then croaked.  Can y’all understand my ambivalence about inviting E.T. over for dinner?

Seriously though, for all the talk of places like Area 51 and the Hollywood movies, I feel like we can’t possibly be alone, but yet,  there still seems to be so little evidence to support that theory.  Not unless you count how quickly the Girl Scout cookies in my house disappear and no one here owns up to eating them.  It must be the aliens.

Okay kids, since y’all are now questioning whether I have been abducted by aliens in order to have composed this post, how would you show hospitality to an alien who showed up at your door?

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Young Adult fiction writer
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17 Responses to Are We Alone?

  1. jeff7salter says:

    I think you’re right about the aliens taking your cookies.
    Lots of things inexplicably go missing around here also. And aliens are among the usual suspects.

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    • Micki Gibson says:

      And who else but aliens could sneak off with that ONE sock from the dryer? I’m glad I’m not the only who believe aliens are stealing the cookies. (But they’d better keep their hands of those last few Samoas and Thin Mints.)

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  2. I probably be hospitable,Micki.Turning them away might be just as bad as poisoning them with Kool-Aid.
    When we got our first VCR,it stopped working.I handed it to a friend who was a whiz with everything. ( 1988…it cost me $100.00 USED.) He handed it back and said it would work now, and then handed me a crayon and half of a walnut.I said I know what happened.
    I confronted my then-3-yr-old and showed him what Kenny had found and told him that I knew he could tell me what happened.He said,”Aliens did it”. Seriously. I told him it was his job to protect the VCR form aliens.
    He’s almost 29 and a veteran. Feel safe, People! Your VCR’s are covered.

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  3. Iris B says:

    Bwahahahahaha …. I loved it how you put some real serious thought to this question 🙂
    Your cookie aliens come past here as well once in a while and pinch my bikkies 😉

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    • Micki Gibson says:

      What can I say, Iris? It was late and I was determined to get my post in. Actually Jeff pretty much nailed my belief in extraterrestrial life on his Thursday post. “Pinch my bikkies” I have no clue as to what that is, but it makes me smile trying to come up with the possibilities.

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  4. pjharjo says:

    How would I show hospitality to an alien who showed up at my door? One already has shown up at my door! It was about 12 years ago. I invited him in and he’s now my boyfriend. LOL! My food hasn’t killed him yet. 😉

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