Crickets and Aliens

03Oct08

“So I tell the guy… thats not my dog, that’s my sister.”

Chirp chirp chirp. The crickets were louder that night as the wind slowly crept around us. I love those moments of awkward silence. Such relaxing uncomfortableness, as if it was part of a grand scheme. Yes a gnome was hiding around the corner waiting for his cue to ignite the fireworks that would light up the sky with the words, “Applaud”. The person to my right shuffled. Was this the cue? I looked around but sadly there was no gnome in sight or rockets being shot into the air.

I wondered if UFOs liked to watch the light displays in the skies. Maybe they thought, “Foolish humans trying to set the sky on fire!” Alien 2 responds, “Well what do you expect Bob, I mean they freakin’ de-evolved their tails! Wait, I have a joke. What do you call a human riding a comet and uhh… uhm… wait.” Chirp chirp chirp. “Damn I forgot.”

I snorted to myself, stupid aliens. Yeah I do admit I use to be scared of being abducted. I would put my arm under my brother at night before I slept. It’s not that I felt secure with the gesture, its just that if I were to get abducted I’d take him with me. I can see it now, floating into the sky… my brother opening his eyes shaking his fists, “Damn you!” I’d smirk and think to myself, ” Haha.”

Then shortly after I’d realize the absolute terror of actually being pulled into the air weightlessly anticipating your impending doom. If only I’d have a portable Magic School Bus that could take me and my brother into the bloodstream of the alien. It’d be a pretty educational episode assuming aliens have blood.

My cellphone suddenly rang. I picked it up. “Hi, excuse me. Could you please get out of Frank’s nose.” Interesting. It wasn’t blood after all. I looked outside through the window of the magical school bus noticing a gnome surfing on a rocket. He was waving. I waved back as I watched him take a plunge into the mysterious liquid substance.

“Hey what are you thinking of? You look like you just blanked out.” My friend wondered.

I replied, ” I was just thinking crickets could be Pokemon since they only say their name over and over. Cricket cricket.” Awkward silence. Chirp chirp chirp.

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