Monday, July 23, 2012
And in Case You Were Wondering...
This blog isn't being written from my underground bunker, nor is is being written from my mom's basement. We don't have a basement. We live in an apartment. Also, I do not, nor will I ever, make, own, or wear a tinfoil hat. They are for crazies (and, well, if an advanced alien civilization with malicious intent truly wants to get into our minds, a dinky wrap of tinfoil ain't gonna stop 'em). So take them off, okay? You just look stupid.
I Come in Sarcastic Peace
I believe in aliens. I believe in ghosts, the Loch Ness Monster, Bigfoot, and even human decency (I know, call me crazy, right?). I just have a funny way of showing it. Namely, I'm blunt and sarcastic and a smart-mouth and I like to try to believe that things I see and hear that other people immediately count as "evidence" is either way too hyped up or out-and-out false until I have some evidence to the contrary. Kind of like on Ghost Hunters.
I started SkyWatch to inform people that yes, aliens (and Bigfoot and Nessie and ghosts and all that unnatural jazz) are real, and the evidence exists to show this. I'm going to be bringing you this evidence, but I won't be pushy about it: I'll show you evidence that I think supports whatever theory I'm ranting about this time (as a preview, my first "real" post is going to be about cattle mutilations, and how the aliens are doing it...most of it...) and then I'll sit back and let you decide for yourself what you think. I'll also be debunking what I feel needs debunking, and you'll be able to be again decide what you think.
My goal here is to show you what's out there, put my opinion in there, and then have you decide for yourself what you believe. I'll back myself up with evidence, and I'll tear down unreliable or untruthful "evidence," because the quotation marks make a world of difference. And, of course, I'll be doing it in a way everybody can understand. I'll try to avoid using lingo that's too technical or confusing; I'm going to attempt to be down-to-earth even when my subject matter's not. And, of course, I'll be adding in humor and light-hearted pieces just to balance everything out, because you can't read too many depressing "gray" alien tales or else you'll want to blow your own face off with a phaser gun.
If you're skeptical, you might find something here to convince you otherwise. Then again, you might not. I'm here to inform, not convert. If you choose to ignore the fact that aliens could be zooming over your house as you read this, and choose to ignore their existence until they're staring you in the face with their huge alien eyes, with which they can probably see through to your very non-believing soul, then go ahead.
If you believe, you might find me shutting down a theory you think is true or supporting one you think is crap, that's fine by me too. Pick and choose what you want to agree and disagree with. As of now, we still have that right. And since I'm going to be writing here at least until the Men in Black shut me down, you might see a lot of stuff that'll cause you to cheer, change your mind about something, or throw your computer out the window and call me an ignorant idiot. And, again, I'm fine with that. I've been called worse.
I'm sarcastic. I'm tough. I'm random. I'm a believer. And I don't care if you are or not. I'm just giving it to you straight. And, unlike a Jehovah's Witness, I'll actually go away if you don't want to hear anymore. Just log off my site. But just don't come crying to me when you ignored everything I said and then wake up one morning with a probe shoved up a delicate area, because I warned you about them grays.
Go put that in your spaceship and blast it off.
I started SkyWatch to inform people that yes, aliens (and Bigfoot and Nessie and ghosts and all that unnatural jazz) are real, and the evidence exists to show this. I'm going to be bringing you this evidence, but I won't be pushy about it: I'll show you evidence that I think supports whatever theory I'm ranting about this time (as a preview, my first "real" post is going to be about cattle mutilations, and how the aliens are doing it...most of it...) and then I'll sit back and let you decide for yourself what you think. I'll also be debunking what I feel needs debunking, and you'll be able to be again decide what you think.
My goal here is to show you what's out there, put my opinion in there, and then have you decide for yourself what you believe. I'll back myself up with evidence, and I'll tear down unreliable or untruthful "evidence," because the quotation marks make a world of difference. And, of course, I'll be doing it in a way everybody can understand. I'll try to avoid using lingo that's too technical or confusing; I'm going to attempt to be down-to-earth even when my subject matter's not. And, of course, I'll be adding in humor and light-hearted pieces just to balance everything out, because you can't read too many depressing "gray" alien tales or else you'll want to blow your own face off with a phaser gun.
If you're skeptical, you might find something here to convince you otherwise. Then again, you might not. I'm here to inform, not convert. If you choose to ignore the fact that aliens could be zooming over your house as you read this, and choose to ignore their existence until they're staring you in the face with their huge alien eyes, with which they can probably see through to your very non-believing soul, then go ahead.
If you believe, you might find me shutting down a theory you think is true or supporting one you think is crap, that's fine by me too. Pick and choose what you want to agree and disagree with. As of now, we still have that right. And since I'm going to be writing here at least until the Men in Black shut me down, you might see a lot of stuff that'll cause you to cheer, change your mind about something, or throw your computer out the window and call me an ignorant idiot. And, again, I'm fine with that. I've been called worse.
I'm sarcastic. I'm tough. I'm random. I'm a believer. And I don't care if you are or not. I'm just giving it to you straight. And, unlike a Jehovah's Witness, I'll actually go away if you don't want to hear anymore. Just log off my site. But just don't come crying to me when you ignored everything I said and then wake up one morning with a probe shoved up a delicate area, because I warned you about them grays.
Go put that in your spaceship and blast it off.
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