As I was visited by aliens about 8 times in my life, I thought it would be a good idea to get in contact with some humans, too. That's why I'm at postcrossing.
I’m living between far away and somewhere else in a circus tent built of artificial teeth, but I'll give you an address in an old and ugly German city to send your card to. The reason is that the postman refuses to come toward my home tent because there are a lot of Italian speaking Elvis doubles in the wilderness in our area, and the postman is afraid of them.
My job is to train earthworms to search for lost wedding rings, but I’m still not very successful. Until now the worms only brought lost tones from country songs, and that is not the same.
In my free time I save time. My goal is to save so much time that if the time comes to die I’ll have at least 20 years saved which I can use then. I store the time in glass bottles – plastic bags didn’t stand the test. And I would like to know provided that somebody steals my bottles with the time in it, could he use MY saved time to lengthen HIS life?
My hobby is trying to crash flying helicopters by throwing pillows at them. That is very relaxing if you have a stressful life as I have.
I expect you to send me a postcard from the Mars. Yes, from the planet. Not Bruno!
If you accidentally don’t have one from the Mars, then I would love to receive a typical touristic card from the area where you live: city views, buildings, bridges, trains, busses - that kind of stuff.
But no cards showing the fingerprints of bus drivers! I hate those!
I register postcards in the same decade that I received them. Unless I receive the cards in the last two years of a decade. Then the registration may be delayed until the next decade.
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