Alien Encounter

I have been fascinated by the idea of aliens since I was a very young child. In fact, I have a vague memory of a UFO encounter from a spooky summer evening at our Lake House on Seneca Lake in Lodi, New York, U.S.A., that still haunts my dreams.

Last night, I found myself driving to our local train station at 2:15 am to pick my daughter up from her trip into New York City for a concert. This threw my already whacky sleep schedule off, and I ended up with 3.5 hours of restless sleep last night.

Tonight, as I found myself determined to make it through the month of February with only 1 missed Blip, I happened upon this bizarre guitar pick.

I'm not sure where it came from, but know that it belongs to my younger daughter, and resides in a clamshell half on the bookshelf in her bedroom.

Sort of a ghastly creature, really, but quite typical for an alien. I'm not sure who came up with this rendition of what a typical alien looks like, but know that I have no desire to happen upon one, either in my dreams, or anywhere else.

Do you think that aliens like guitar music?

It's just another Love Child question.

Rock on.