Several people were asking about me yesterday when I was absent from work.
I was sick at home--where did you think I was? Shopping at my local grocery store for steel cut oats to feed my new pony at my ranch nine hours away in Arizona? Uh, no, my pony does not have a name because there is no pony! Ponies only exist in science fiction. And Arizona's not real either.
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Wait, so, I'm confused. My fuzzy little Shetland named Princess was an alien?
Aw crap. I guess I should have figured, when her name was "Princess." I mean -- who names a pony Princess anyway? Or Patches? Or Trigger?
Hello, alien-harboring reader. Are you writing to us today from Arizona?
a colder, snowier version of Arizona, yes. Perhaps Minneapolis only exists in science fiction as well? I sure hope so.
If Minneapolis were featured in a sci-fi book or movie, I'd fall asleep. HA! Just kidding.
I would too. Actually, that would explain a lot about my life here.
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