The weekend’s almost here and no one’s consulted the Esteemed Brainy one yet.
Sure, you’re all busy and sure, you probably don’t want to associate with a guy who claims to own a magic bookshelf and be the best friend of an alien but, it’s just the little green guy has been on a 9 week hot streak of answering a question every Sunday and I’d hate to see that interrupted.
Also, and seriously, no pressure, and please don’t feel guilty or anything, but the Mighty Potentate has declared that AJ will be totally vaporized come Monday morning if Ask the Alien doesn’t come out this Sunday.
It’s cool. It’s not your problem. Alien Jones is a big alien. He can take care of himself. Don’t worry. He’ll be fine. I heard that some aliens even enjoy becoming vapor.

Alien Jones holds the vapor of one of his fallen comrades who accidentally erased the Mighty Potenate’s DVR.
So to recap:
- If you’re a writer, or a blogger, or heck just a random person with a question, any question at all, submit it in the comments or tweet it to @bookshelfbattle
- And if it passes muster, the Esteemed Brainy one will write a whole column about it on Sunday and plug your books and/or blogs.
- BUT, if you don’t feel like it, it’s completely fine, we fully understand you had better things to do than prevent a brilliant cartoon alien scientist space explorer from being turned into a fine mist by his maniacal despotic overlord.
As always, thanks for reading, 3.5!
I’m feeling all anxious. Don’t want anybody vaporized. So… Which single episode of The X-Files is definitively the best?
Probably the one with his cousin. Thanks for sparing him from a vapory demise.
Mankind has enjoyed and suffered millennia within what is essentially a fish bowl. We look out at the stars which, though distorted by our atmosphere, speak volumes to us from distances likely untraversable in the lifetimes of ourselves or our posterity. Should we, as a species, encounter a traveler from a world who was able to bridge the gap between the cosmic backdrop and our planet, those millenia of history will come crashing down upon the poor being’s head, whether we intend it or not, through interaction and negotiation with us. It isn’t our fault, really, but we’ve only had ourselves to talk to for as long as we’ve lived, and have no operational context with which to engage in first contact. Given the vast differences in our experience, cultural and personal, I have to know—what’s your favorite Earth snack food?
I have to say that’s the most thoughtful question posed to the esteemed brainy one yet