I Dreamed a Dream

So I was sick over the weekend. And while I was sleeping off my illness I had an excellent dream. Let me tell you.

Their rocket shipped crashed on Earth. The only way they would be able to get back to their home planet would be to send out a signal of their images far enough that others of their kind would see them and find them. Unfortunately all the equipment on their ship had been damaged in the crash beyond repair. Stranded on this alien planet they searched desperately for a means to send out a signal to space. They saw our primitive radio and television broadcasts and thought “Perhaps this signal could be strong enough.” So they schemed and practiced techniques for getting themselves “on air.” Fortunately their alien harmonics and intonations were perfectly suited for pop melodies. And while their features were thought ugly on their home planet, here their dark locks and soulful eyes were found handsome. The humans embraced their alien fondness for leggings that hug close to the legs and for lime green. They rose in popularity and produced as many messages as they could manage…hoping that someone from home could save them from this planet. This planet that seemed to them to be filled more and more with 12-17 year old girls. They waited and waited…living their lives on Earth as…THE JONAS BROTHERS.

That’s right folks. I had a dream that The Jonas Brothers were aliens. And that right there is why being sick isn’t always the worst if you get to sleep through most of the crappy parts and have awesome dreams.

Three Brothers...trying to get home.