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Posted by APB in tropical NY on Monday, August 11, 2008 at 11:00:49 :
Over the years, I've had friends, relatives, and good-looking women all tell me that I'm not quite right in the head. It's a cross I have to bear, and a burden to others.
As a result of all this positive encouragement, I've determined that I was dropped here from a spaceship that had developed magneto and fuel pump problems, and the driver needed to lighten his load, so off the tailgate I went, never to return to my home planet.
The reason I'm sharing this saga with you is that in the past few days, I've encountered a few so-called earthlings who seem to be from other planets, too.
Here's an example: I have a PW for sale on Ebay. It's got a really high reserve that will either (1) get me some much-needed cash for some medical bills, or (2) not sell, therefore allowing me to convince the Treasurer that we need to sell something that belongs to her, instead.
I have received not one, not two, but THREE telephone calls in the last 12 hours from a couple of alien life forms who all said roughly the same thing: "I will offer you $10,000.00 for the truck."
My answer: "Sorry, the asking price, if the truck sells privately, is $34,500." Their response: "But, I don't really understand how Ebay works...the price right now is $10,000, so why are you asking so much, and why can't you end the auction right now and sell me the truck?"
If there are any inter-planetary psychologists reading this, please jump right in here and give us your explanation.
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