You'll have to forgive me. Instead of blogging I was on Youtube taking in some 80's Sci Fi nostalgia. I was watching exerpts of "V The Final Battle." This wasn't done solely to waste time on more important things that I could be doing, (name anything and it counts). No I was watching in preparation for Friday evening when I go over to my friend Toby's house to watch the newest installment of the Stargate franchise, "Stargate Universe." I was watching the pilot episode to get caught up. Whew! I will also be watching the newest re-imagining, ( I love that, you know years ago in some movie studio they came up with that phrase, "boss it's not a remake, we're re-imaginig), of "V." As a mutual friend of ours would say "we're getting our geek on." True but I don't apologize. Always liked the sci-fi stuff, especially if there are a lot of great what if questions. It helps if the aliens asking those are HOT human looking female aliens, yes a little xenophobic! I love time travel themes, the whole paradox thing fascinates me. I also like stories about things that we know get turned on their head, such as waking up one morning and finding that your democratically elected republic, has been taken over by Nazi lizards, (in human clothing). I don't give Hollywood credit for teaching us much that is useful, however the alien invasion thing they seem to have down pat. Historically it has never ended well for a technologically inferior race to be visited upon by a technologically superior race. Don't believe me, case in point, native Americans = 0 ( except for a few casinos, there's a proud legacy) Europeans et al = ALL OF IT. So if we get visited upon I think it will either go down like "Independence Day" where the aliens are coming to forcibly take from us, no pretense, or it might be like "V" where they come in peace, and then slowly put the screwing to us. The net result is at least the attempted subjugation of Homo Sapiens. Of course the dead give-away for the we com in peace crew, they will all be beautiful, not an ugly one amongst them. I've been in the military (Army), even in the Air Force there's ugly people. There might be a third option somewhat similar to the European experience here. These visitors might come with actual good intentions, but then they will see how easily we are bought off with shiny trinkets and promises of free stuff. Let the subjugation begin! Something tells me that the friendly Reeses Pieces loving E.T.'s will likely have ben conquered before us. That's comforting. I mean really we've got guns, what was E.T. going to do "cute'm to death." Hmmm.

Okay I've been sarcastic enough for one night. So I walk into this house and there's a red head, a ninja, a Transformer, and a clown. The redhead is my friend Alison, the ninja is one of her students, a 3rd grader whom she looks out for because his mom is an exotic dancing p.o.s. that can't seem to be bothered. Sorry there is more back story but I can't write it here. The transformer is my oldest nephew Alexander. He is 5 and has started kindergarten. Gotta mention his kindergarten teacher is cute! He has always been a little ornery, I love that word. Alison and her family are originally form Montana, so they are aloud to use western style words like that. Tonight he was kind of quiet. It wasn't the Alexander that Uncle Dave usually experiences. Now his little brother Jordan,(20 months'ish) was another story. Jordan has two speeds Fast and stop. This guy is all over the place. He's a climber by the way, and he has NO fear. So we're out and about trick-or-treating. Alison's husband Scott is relieved that I'm going. He owns a haunted house attraction called Terrorplex so on Halloween he has to be there. I kind of look after Alison and the boys on our neighborhood trek. So Nick, (Alison's 3rd grader) and Alexander are alternating ringing door bells. Jordan is being pushed in his clown costume. You want to talk about cuting people to death. That's Jordan. He would hold his bag out and say "please" since "trick-or treat" was a little beyond him. People ate it up. Now they also have a little dog, a Westy named Nemo. Well no matter where Jordan heard or saw a dog, along our trail of rotted teeth, that dog became Nemo. He can also say my name, which of course I love. So after awhile we get back to the house loaded with candy. It was time for my Halloween treat. Knowing the amount of candy I decided to get each boy a Hot Wheels motor cycle. I always like these. G-d knows I buried a lot of them on Nantasket beach when I was 5. They were a hit with the boys. For five minutes. This is the way of children. Alexander wants to play Wii. I wanted to play but Alexander didn't want me to, 5 year olds seem to just tell you what is on their mind. Well using my wisdom, which entailed letting him hand me my butt at several games of Wii baseball, we were able to play, and the loud and funny Alexander started to come out. It was great to see. Those two boys make me laugh every time I see them. It is always a joy. Alison and Scott are great parents, I've no doubt those boys will grow up to be fine men. Working as a teacher you see a lot of indifference and neglect. This is the case with Nick. He absolutely didn't want to go home. He wanted to stay with Alison and the boys. She told me it was heartbreaking to take him home. I see it a lot and it colors my views of children and those that would be parents. I have this completely fascist idea by which children are force sterilized at puberty, and that the earliest this is reversed is by age 25, at which time you must present yourself to a liscensing board and be subject to random spot checks over the course of a year. You must prove that you are gainfully employed, not addicted to any substances, and have all the issues of your damaged childhood fully resolved before bringing some unsuspecting life into the world. There are consequences, perhaps reduced welfare, smarter t.v. (if that's possible), and oh yeah did I mention that it is pretty fascist, though not a "master race" per se, just a less effed up one. And here I was railing against Nazi lizards a little while back.