Sunday Scribblings - The Photograph - 4/6/08

This photo is one that I have never shared with anyone before. I took it of an extraterrestrial being that landed near my home some time ago. I am thinking that the reason the photo seems so abstract is that the creature was not a solid form like we are. He appeared to be composed of an ever-changing almost molten material. His extremities expanded somewhat like Inspector Gadget. He communicated with me by a series of clicking sounds, groans, and something close to flatulence. We used hand signals to communicate and I taught him that the middle finger was a sign of respect and should be used whenever encountering one of our politicians. “Take me to your leader” indeed. He did not appear hostile but I did not turn my back to him, fearing the obligatory anal probe these guys are so famous for. His odor was roughly that of a freshly washed dog being dried by a kerosene lamp. In contrast to other accounts of ETs being green or gray in color, he was almost colorless, leading me to believe that the climate on his home planet is somewhat like that of England. He wore no clothing and did not seem ashamed of his extremely small genitalia, much like the pants less Donald Duck. His fingers were extremely long and his feet huge, exposing that myth. His ridiculously long neck and huge head revealed that his world had very little gravity. The gravitational pull of earth caused him to continuously fall down resulting in uproarious laughter from me. I thought out loud that his God must have a lot better sense of humor than ours. If he took offense to my ridicule, he could do nothing about it as it took his full concentration to remain balanced and upright. He looked to be hungry and thirsty. Through hand signals I determined that to be the case. I held up a finger (not the middle one) in the universal symbol for “wait just a second” and went inside and produced a liter bottle of Patron Tequila and a jar of Habanera Peppers. He poured the contents of both into the toothless hole that served as his mouth. He immediately turned bright red and his eyes doubled in size and intensity. He failed in his ongoing battle to remain ambulatory and after spewing the contents of his stomach, including some curious matter other than Agava and peppers, he crawled back to his craft and made a very hasty and awkward departure. I don’t think he will be back. I did not report the incident until now. I am sure I can trust you all to not be skeptical.

OK, the few of you that read this far will be rewarded with the actual subject of this picture. Recently, we had a total lunar eclipse. I stood on my balcony and attempted to photograph the event. I used the night setting and did not have a tripod, so this is one of the early shots that my unsteady hands produced. Some of the subsequent photos came out better as I found a way to brace myself against the railing.