Home Alone with Decimals

Portrait of Martian-spy exchange with Earth-man for Saturday TV culture in the West for a football cheer and capitalism query chop.

A Red Xenomorph (Alien) featured in this Saturday's Eve yarn about domain-controls for home-life thermals (for the Ego). Hope you like it, 

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I was home-alone, watching Saturday football (collegiate) on TV in the American Homeland, in my (shared) town-home with my parents and wondered if a Western lifestyle amenity line for comforts and competition windows made for some special capitalism/humanity image for environment linked social consciousness (for the Ego).

My name's Amlan Satan, and I was right. All this luxury for manmade comforts in capitalism/America was the right-stuff to draw some Martian envy-eye, which is why I was engaged in my cyber-portal, while posting about Saturday football (collegiate) games online, by a spying alien hiding beneath the surface of Mars, an insect-dragon 'specter' who called himself a Red Xenomorph ('RX') insisted he made me his special Earthling consciousness diplomat-messenger for all things fortune/Selfie (for the Ego).

RX: Do you like watching Irish-football on Saturday-TV, Earth-man?

ME: Well, I do know a school like Notre Dame reflects TV-comforts arms!

RX: This is a time of great network-image for luxuries of fashion/trend.

ME: It is true that Saturday American Homeland TV is student-life spying!

RX: I've been spying on you spying on Irish-football culture for Saturdays (ha).

ME: I guess I'm a prototype beneficiary for Earthling 'vanity' cleats, Xenomorph.

RX: I want you to write a story to your Congressman about planet-trending.

ME: Inspire some Mars-mission voyeurism for capitalism's libertines, eh?

RX: Isn't that capitalism quality...the incomplete-arts of rush (hmmm)?

ME: Maybe (farewell).

What did the Red Xenomorph ('RX') alien want with me? He sent me an image-graphic of his self-representation, complete with snarling double headmaster existence and eggs of fertilization for pride and strength (ha). He certainly wanted me to self-reflect on what made Saturday football (collegiate) TV a capitalism arms symbolism for all things leviathan/uncertainty for ambitions and lead (Facebook-like).

GIRLFRIEND: What did you write to DC?

ME: A story about a prince seeking Martian exchange for capitalism dolls!

GIRLFRIEND: Maybe you're being magnetized to some human-alien game, hon.

ME: That's possible, sure (ha).

GIRLFRIEND: Did your Irish team win on Saturday (against the Navy)?

ME: Yeah.

GIRLFRIEND: Well...maybe your alien intuitions make for survival cheer.

ME: Selfie-like (cool).

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)