Aliens are amongst us.
So we get back from 3 days at Santa Cruz and my wife asked me if I washed the side door. I said what? This a double French door next to the garage. I look and the bottom of the door is wet, all the bricks in front of the door are wet, and the concrete which is part of the driveway is wet. But the concrete is wet in a straight line. Like someone purposely washed the door to not make a mess. I thought it was a broken pipe and ran up to the roof to see what was wet up there, but everything else including the other side of the door was dry. So only the outside of the door was wet. There was nothing missing like maybe there was aunsuccessful break in. This was all in the morning shade so it wouldn’t have evaporated too quickly. So the aliens were just there and we missed them. Shucks, I always wanted to meet one of those beings.