Jan 7, 2018
That’s my dad, Greg Weston, forty six years old. He’s a part of Brindleton Bay Space Program, but so far he’s been as far away from a real rocket as Brindleton Bay is from space. He’s obsessed with all things alien and loves to tell stories you can also find in the most yellow of all Brindleton Bay newspapers, which would made Pulitzer and Hearst, two rival creators of the yellow press, marry each other out of happiness.