If you had asked me two years ago where I would be, living on a space ship on the dark side of the moon, learning how to run an alien circus was not in the top one hundred. It wasn't even in the top one million. If you had told me that this was going to happen and that I was going to be living with a whole plethora of sexy aliens and getting to know my three paternal grandfathers, I would have asked what weed you were smoking,...