Test driving my new blog

A lunatic’s view of the super moon eclipse

As I returned from my evening bike ride the super moon was up as evidenced by a patch of glowing cloud, but the disk was obscured, so the eclipse that was supposed to be in progress was not discernible. It was obvious that the universe was not going to cooperate, so I abandoned my quest and rededicated myself to living a healthy lifestyle, so as to be around in 2033 when the astrophysicists assure me there will be a rerun. 

Of course, that is just their opinion. Not everyone believes there will be a 2033 or even a tomorrow.

Much to my surprise, when I stepped outside later, the disk was perfectly visible, but it appeared that a malevolent creature had already eaten over half of the moon and the End Times were surely upon us as prophesized by some self-proclaimed seer and given publicity by the media, because, you know, everyone’s opinion about everything is of equal value about anything.

That is why I will ask my climate scientist for a diagnosis when I have a dental issue, as my dentist certainly has opinions about the climate. He did express concern that his trout stream in Montana was running a little warm for the trout’s well-being.

I watched it continue to devour That Same Old Moon (Hall, J, “that same old moon, shining down on me, is watching over you...”) until the feeding seemed to hang up with only a sliver left and then the sliver suddenly disappeared completely.  I listened for a cosmic belch, but heard none. Perhaps the patchy clouds that were floating around once more blocked my view, further proof that the universe conspires against me.

At any rate, in the words beloved by working police officers everywhere, “there’s nothing to see here,” so I returned to cursing my computer for hanging up when I have deathless prose to share with the world and a rapidly declining number of years to type out the contents of this curious brain.

Both connotations of “curious brain” intended.

Update: The next time I checked, the moon was about half visible, signs of either the eclipse winding down or cosmic acid reflux.