Trying to get (a) home but the parking lot was full of RV’s, packed together more like it was a dealership, and on the other side of the fence 媽 was preparing some meat for dinner. I handed her a pork chop I was carrying and she poked it to determine that it was acceptable. A crowd there was focused on something behind me, which I turned to see was a tunnel carved into the mountain revealing an alien base. A booming voice announced their existence to mankind, and a menacing fireball shot forth from within… but it doesn’t seem they were intent on wreaking global destruction in the usual manner: instead, their representative appeared and offered us a new television series, all the episodes at once, like Netflix. Occurred to me later in the shower that fanciful conquerors might in fact do this, set up their own production companies, hire away the best talent and take over the world on our terms. Their movies and shows could very well be better. All the more reason to welcome them, I say.
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