Astral Feedback

Wow, the left TV set seems to be a hot item this week. But, hey, just when I felt like standing up and shouting to the TV screen, "You go, guy!" (or something to that effect) that screaming chipmunk voice kept me from even wanting to show my face around here.

But, you gotta give The Author From Another World some credit. Those Grays don't seem to scare him one damn bit. In fact, I think it might be the other way around.

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Our regular Bar TV sits on a high shelf on the right side of the bar at Think-A-Holic Lounge and always has, as long as I've been imbibing think-a-hol here, with lots of bubbly chasers, of course. Now there's a new TV set on the left side of that high shelf. What do we get on that TV? Podcasts. Or something like podcasts. But more like video hackers having their say.

Don't laugh. This junk's a lot better than the tripe on the regular TV set. Except, of course, when they broadcast another one of those Senator-Tossing tournaments from Saturn or one of those extreme fighting events between male and female homonoids. Then the regular set is my favorite. Oh yeah, we still don't know what planet broadcasts that disturbing, but highly-addictive, stuff but the scuttlebutt around here is that these broadcasts come from Earth. Wow, that doesn't surprise me one bit.

Anyway, I tried not to be disturbed by this so-called "Wanted" broadcast by the Grays. But, when they go after Michael Casher, I can't help but feel a little threatened, too.

Gray Matter

Think-A-Holic Lounge is a lot like your typical American roadhouse in some respects. There are lots of fights here, especially on the weekends. There are always more men than women here (or more males than females, I should say, because not all of our patrons are human beings or even bipeds, for that matter). And no one here will wait on you the second time unless you give them a big tip the first time. Things like that make it easier for the disembodied spirits of Earthlings, and especially American Earthlings, to feel comfortable about dipping their bills here. Nothing turns a first-time customer into a good patron like knowing what to expect from a watering hole and then getting used to it.

On the other hand, Think-A-Holic Lounge occupies no space in the physical universe and its actual position in the space-time continuum cannot be pinpointed. That's a real plus for most of us Lounge regulars because most of us are hiding out here from someone or something and we like to keep our hideout a great big secret from most of the universe. Especially from the Grays (see pic). Except for Nazis and rednecks from Earth and Fred Fortune from the Martian Underground, Grays are the only other beings currently banned from Think-A-Holic Lounge.

Rednecks are banned because of their intolerance for anyone who isn't just like them. Fred Fortune is banned because he's a shoplifter, grazer, grafter and pickpocket. And also because we just can't stand looking at that damned hat and those stupid glasses anymore. Grays are banned from Think-A-Holic Lounge because they kidnap and torture people (especially human children from Earth) for medical and biological experimentation (and for their own amusement) and that pretty much makes them Nazis, in our opinion, whom we banned the day they invaded Poland in 1939, Earth Time.

Because we banned Nazis, rednecks, Fred Fortune and Grays early on in the game, we saved ourselves a lot of grief by not giving these creatures the chance to behave themselves when we knew damn well they'd take that inch of freedom and turn it into a yard of uncontrolled personal liberty.

Smile and make nice, that's our policy here at Think-A-Holic Lounge. But "be prepared for the worst", that's our motto.