Ok, that got weird. Starting over, I am tired because I was up watching the lunar eclipse last night because a lunar eclipse has not coincided with the winter solstice since 1638 and won't happen again until 2094. So unless I end up an undead brain in a jar, this was going to be my only shot so I stayed up and did some moon-gazing with my dad and his telescope. And then we had work. Hence the tiredness and lack of coherency.
So, rather than push my luck, for those of you who can't be bothered to wake up at 3am and go outside and look at the moon for an hour and a half, here some cool pictures of it, taken by my dad, because he is a wizard:
Run through a yellow filter for extra mysterious-ness, because dusky yellow makes everything look more ominous!
Somewhere, "Thus Spake Zarathustra" is playing
I'd make some Pink Floyd joke about the dark side of the moon but then even I would have to beat me up. Still, I bet this picture syncs up to The Wizard of Oz.
(sounds of punching)
This one makes me feel like I should be telling stories around the campfire in my alcoholic hobo Geoffrey Rush voice. "Listen close, me laddies, and I'll tell you the tale of the red moon! It's when someone flashes you their sunburned ass"
This is Sugary Cynic saying "ZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz" 'Night!