Leah down at the diner is a cow-half-full sort of person. Bill is a cow-half-empty sort of person. Me, I'm a holy-hell-what-happened-to-that-cow!? sort of person. I guess you could call it a regional variation on the glass half-empty question, but somehow I think putting it on my dating profile wouldn't lead to interest of the right kind. See, either I'd scare the girls off because they thought I was a kook, or I'd attract one of those UFO kooks myself, and that is absolutely the last thing I want. If they're like that now, what would they be like after they had to deal with those bug-eyed suckers (not literally--well, mostly not literally, we only had a chupacabra once) on a personal level? I know what you're thinking. "Men in Black," right? Nope. I wish. It's more of a test case, for the aliens. Our prosperous little town is located in a valley between interstates. It's kinda off the beaten path, but we're self-sustaining. Even have our own community college! And so the aliens decided that we'd make a good test case.


Inspiration: There was this icon of a man milking the white out of a cow.

Story Potential: High.
Notes: Could be fun. The aliens need a test case to practice integrating into humanity, you see. And it fails in all sorts of fun ways. More of a setting for an anthology of stories than a novel.