I want to believe

 So aside from almost getting Lich King down last week, recent times have been rather dismal.  OK, practically this whole month has been dismal.  That's why last week I watched the alien abduction episode of Psych (Not Even Close... Encounters) and ate homemade-ish chocolate chip cookies (Betty Crocker mixes are practically cheating) instead of attempting anything productive.   Strangely, even though things have gotten worse this week, I've been slightly more productive.  Probably because I don't want to stay alone in my head too much right now.

But despite my pervasive funk, I can't ignore the blatant synchronicity occurring.  Aside from the Psych episode, I've been on an X-Files kick (both reading and watching), found out there's a toon named after Scully in the guild, ran into an AlexKrycek in a battleground, had a friend joke - out of the blue - that the FBI was on its way to my house (please let it be Agent Mulder!), and a few other strange things that I can't recall right now*.  It's safe to say that I've got aliens on the brain.

So it was both unexpected and totally not surprising when Dee called up to say she had just seen a UFO.  There had been military planes in the area earlier, then, as the daylight was fading, the object appeared.  It was silver with a red light, and it was spinning.  Dee and her dad decided it was definitely a UFO, whereas her mom and aunt dismissed it as a weather balloon (really?!).  I asked her if it was still hanging around but she told me she'd lost sight of it.

So obviously I asked her, "Dee, I'm going to go drive around town and try to find it.  Wanna come?"  "Yes!"  And we were on our way.

Armed with a container of snack mix and our cellphone cameras, we took off towards the south and caught sight of the red light moving off into the distance.  There was a plane headed that way too so we felt confident we were on the right track.  I took a short cut on the free way but it was moving too fast and we lost it.  We ended up cutting through 2 towns, going back through ours, and heading over towards the rival town's high school.  I thought I caught a glimpse of it again, but the light was smaller and dimmer (thus much, much farther away).  Still, we headed out that way, encouraged by the site of planes once again heading in the same direction.

Sadly, we lost track of it again pretty quickly and decided to bring our adventure to an end after over an hour of driving.  I'm pretty sure it wasn't a weather balloon.

*Hurricane Alex, the Russian Spy drama, running a pug with a toon named Mullder