So last night after work the husband upgraded all of our smoke detectors. When we remodeled, he hardwired in good smokes, but that was a few years ago and he wanted to change them out for new and improved models. (Honestly, I think it was easier for him to install new ones than for us to go around and clean the others.)
One of the lovely new and improved features is a more noticeable-to-Joe-Homeowner indicator light. Nice big glowing green lights to let you know with a mere glance your smokes are in good-to-go mode.
And I have to say they’re very noticeable. Especially when the lights all go off and the person who struggles every night to fall asleep (yeah, that would be me) notices her bedroom—and therefore the rest of the house, naturally—is now awash in an alien green glow.
(If you’re like my husband, you’re thinking “Well, close your eyes, Shan, and then the eerie green glow won’t bother you”. Pfffftttt.)
It’s too bad I don’t write science fiction because my imagination coughed up some pretty interesting scenarios in the wee hours.
So what’s your favorite alien movie? Mine is….hmm….Independence Day, I think. And does anybody else fondly remember “V”, the series with Marc Singer? I should see if that’s available on DVD, because I’d totally buy it.