The real Little Green Man from Mars is alive and well and living in Appalachia.

The Truth Is a Lone Assassin by Jonco Bugos


Showing posts with label Michael Casher. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Michael Casher. Show all posts

Thursday, January 2, 2014

Little Green Man: Suitable for Framing


Author's Note: It's not about me, it's about the message.

Sunday, October 6, 2013

King Mike Tours His Realm


Shadows can be deceptive. "King Mike" is not wearing spike heels and a toga. Those are black, zip-up, Wellington-style boots over gray crew socks and black Hanes "sleep shorts" (worn over boxers), their front pockets stuffed with a big blue bandanna and a men's white handkerchief. Completing "the royal ensemble" are a white V-neck T-shirt and tan Wilson ball cap. The emperor's new clothes. After all, this is Pennsylvania, not Berlin or Old Saxony.

Author's Note 11-07-13: This video was uploaded by Michael Casher to Blogger. You can't watch this video at YouTube because it does not exist there. That is another Google redirect which is nothing more than a lie to get you to watch other videos at YouTube instead of the uploaded video on this blog post. This new uploaded format at Blogger was introduced in November 2013 by Google without notice to anyone.

Tuesday, July 30, 2013

Thursday, February 7, 2013

Big Bad Mike: 2013


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Saturday, December 1, 2012

The Return Of Tapper


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Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Little Green Man from Mars: The Blog


This is a promotional video for the Little Green Man from Mars blog.

Saturday, January 21, 2012

Little Green Man from Mars: The Book


This is a promotional video for Michael Casher's sixth science fiction novel.

Friday, December 2, 2011

The Best of Tapper


Redneck raconteur "Tapper" doing what he does best.



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Saturday, November 7, 2009

Running Hot and Cold

As a former Martian with a dwindling memory of a previous life on Mars (the planet Mars before Nibiru sucked our seas dry and left us with a cold, red desert instead) I still find it hard to adjust to living in one of the temperate zones on planet Earth. Temperate. According to the dictionary, that means "not extreme or excessive". Apparently, Daniel Webster never spent much time in Pennsylvania's Allegheny Plateau Region.

These are the highlands between Pittsburgh, Erie and Scranton. Here, temperate means "hotter than the hub of hell" in the summertime and "colder than a witch's you-know-what" the rest of the year. Except, of course, for three or four days of actual, dictionary "temperate" climate conditions. These anomalies usually occur in June or October when you can actually walk around without six layers of protective clothing on or without the fear of heat stroke, despite the cargo shorts and T-shirt.

The rest of the time you're either hot or cold and there's not much you can do about it except get cozy on the couch, drink coffee, eat pastries and watch TV when it's cold or sit in front of a fan with a cold beer and do nothing at all when it's hot. I'm always reminded that I'm on Earth and not on Mars every time I do either of these two things. Why is that, you might ask?

Well, on Mars, doing the logical thing was almost always expected and even encouraged. But, on Earth, keeping warm and cooling off somehow tells everybody that you're not willing to freeze or roast to death like everybody else and that, somehow, unimaginably, constitutes laziness. At least they understand part of the Martian concept in Mexico. But look where it's gotten them.

Saturday, June 20, 2009

"Pennsylvania Power Walk"


Science fiction author Michael Casher was a Martian in his previous life. But now the real "Little Green Man from Mars" is alive and well and living in Appalachia. And, after all these years on Earth, he still has trouble controlling those human legs. Maybe it's the Pennsylvania climate or maybe it's his age. Or maybe it's just those damn dollar-store sneakers.


Author's Note 09-17-13: I just re-uploaded this video for the third or fourth time since I posted it here because it wouldn't play on any browser this evening. Google periodically removes my uploaded videos for their perverse pleasure (why else would they do it?) and I have to re-upload them, whenever I happen to notice that they're not playing. Then they work again. Then Google (who owns and misuses Blogger and everything and everyone at Blogger) does it again on another blog. Just for fun. Then I chase my tail again. Then they get their rocks off again. Then we play a waiting game again. It's no way to run a planet.


Sunday, January 27, 2008

I am the "Little Green Man from Mars".

In the Earth year 1951 I was sent to the third planet from the Sun on a special "Mission to Earth". I was a dead Martian long before that, killed in the last cataclysm that decimated what was left of our beautiful red planet. You got it, I was a dead Martian and a lost soul with the rest of my immortal life on hold in Limbo, if you will, awaiting my fate.

I was reincarnated on Earth as a boy in the Appalachian Mountains of central Pennsylvania. At first, I didn't know that I'd been duped by the celestial powers-that-be. But, when I looked around at "dumb-ass hick, redneck America", I knew, at first glance, that I'd been had.