Last night, I was almost approached by aliens.
Or so I thought.
I was laying in bed around 11:30 PM (i.e. way past my bed time) and there was a bright beam of light and a loud noise outside my window (like something was hovering).
At first, I was really nervous to open the blinds to see what the deal was (side note: it's weird that this makes me nervous because I am constantly convinced that someone is going to break into my car so I have mastered the sneaky "open the blinds without being seen" trick), but then I remembered that MODG once taught me that if you ask an alien if they are an alien, they have to say yes. Plus, I spend a lot of time listening to Coast to Coast AM with S, so I decided I could handle this.
Then I heard police sirens. And I got sort of pissed that one of my asshole neighbors (who are mostly old people, except the firefighter/EMS guy and family) called the cops. The #1 rule of aliens/ghosts is don't call the police. They always screw it up.
N.W.A. knew what was up. Police have no respect for aliens/ghosts.
Come to find out, it wasn't aliens at all. It was a police helicopter trying to find someone/chase someone down.
Or at least that's what the government is telling me.