Have you ever noticed that a housecat's head kind of looks like the grey aliens are supposed to look? Minus the black eyes that is. My kitten, Meow, has brown eyes but the shape of her face resembles the drawings of grays that people make. Weird eh?

On another note, I had a weird dream the other night. I lived in Festus, MO. as a kid. I lived on a street that had 2 dead ends and a cul de sac. Looked kind of like this:
Both sides were hills, the round
bit is the cul de sac. I lived on the left hill and if you went up the right hill, you could walk thru some woods and down into a field that was next to Govroe's Pond. I don't know if I spelled that right, it's been a long time and I don't think I ever knew how that was spelled. Anyway, in the field kids had made bike paths and jumps for motorcycles. Nothing too elaborate, this was the 70's. So the other night in my dream I go back and visit this place as an adult. And in the dream, I see a big hole in the midst of these bike tracks. When I was a kid, there was a big piece of metal tubing, the kind they use for culverts. It seemed big but I was little. In the dream this piece of culvert metal was set in the ground. I went over to it to see if it was the same as it was when I was a kid. When I was a kid, it wasn't set in the ground. So in the dream I go into it and see that there's mining equipment that's been abandoned. This bit has no basis in reality at all as I know it from when I was little. As I am standing there looking around, I think about how it's all just as I remembered it. So, I see this side tunnel and think to myself that nobody has found it. Yeah, this is getting wierder. I enter this side tunnel and and all the sudden I get this vision. And everything makes sense. I know, from a welter of confusing images, that the reason the mining equipment had been abandoned is because of the people running it getting these weird images and it driving them away. I recall that as a kid I got these images too but it never bothered me or seemed strange. Then it hit me that the reason I was tolerating them now was because I had been exposed to them as a kid and why I was now understanding it. Apparently an alien craft had crashed here eons ago. The alien who had been stuck on Earth had left a record in case her distress call had attracted anybody. That's what the images were. They were the record of her life here being broadcast from the remains of her ship that was still buried beneath the field. This dream was odd, to say the least. It's been bothering me. I don't know why. Something about it is nagging me. I guess I'll just have to get over it.