Book 5: Another Way
Episode 18
© by William Arthur Holmes“So, I dreamed about an alien,” he began. “Probably not a surprise in these parts, eh? His name was Semmy. Actually, his full name was – let me see if I can say it – Sematalanthoyop. Ever heard of him?”
He was not expecting an answer, but a spindly, thirty-something, mostly bald White guy with blonde hair around the edges nodded his head, raised his hand and said, “I know Semmy. He comes to me in my dreams all the time!”
“Really?”
“All the time!”
“What does he look like?”
“Oh,” the man hesitated, “he’s, um, about seven feet tall, with blonde hair... and looks and speaks Norwegian. I speak many languages in my dreams.”
“Maybe the same alien comes to you with a different appearance and name,” Dobie offered. “I don’t know, but my alien was about five foot nothing. He never stood up, but had blue skin, blue hair, and sounded like an Indian man and woman with Hindi accents speaking at the same time. So...”
“Oh, you said Semmy!” the man tried to save face. “I thought you said Svenny!”
“Uh huh,” Dobie smiled, careful not to show disbelief. He was trying to get the hang of not pissing people off. It had been a while since any audience members had accosted him, and he’d like to keep it that way.
