Well, I gotta tell ya, I checked out the celestial light show last night and have to admit that I haven’t seen a moon that impressive and large since my nephew, Jay pointed his naked posterior out the open back window of a friend’s car while cruising the Sioux Falls loop in the 80’s. (Jay..now a big movie star in Hollywood, not only doesn’t deny this frequent behavior from his youth, he takes particular pride in his style and form.)
I tried to take a picture of the Supermoon, of course, but my Android phone wasn’t up to the task…or, I should say, there was a lot of operator error.
First and foremost was my inability to shut the camera flash off..which proved rather embarrassing when I heard a couple on a moonlight neighborhood walk, giggling at me as I stood on my front deck aiming my camera phone into the heavens using the flash as if hoping to further illuminate an object 286 thousand miles away.
I finally figured out how to shut the flash off..but couldn’t hold the camera steady enough at full zoom to get anything but a blur. Well, you’re seeing my best effort which, when looking at the shots others have posted, is really lame by comparison.
Well, don’t you have a “real” camera, Doug?
Yes, I do but couldn’t find the new one my kids gave me and the old Kodak sitting on my desk didn’t have a charge. Besides, improvements in camera technology has made my Motorola Turbo phone a pretty darn good alternative which came to light while trying to take a few shots of the music concert Linda and I attended at the Premier Center Friday night.
I know there have been some impressive music acts at the Events Center since its opening but nothing has tripped my “must see and hear” trigger like the appearance of “Chicago.” I’ve loved that group since its inception and if you put “Earth, Wind and Fire” on the same billing..well, who needs a Supermoon with that kind of star power lighting up the huge stage?
It was just a terrific experience musically and visually.
Now if I hear that “Blood, Sweat and Tears” is performing nearby..we’ll be looking to buy a pair of tickets.
Okay, now a word about the election.
I’m on record as not being able to..in good conscience..vote for either of the two major presidential candidates…and I didn’t.
Rant all you like about not doing my civic duty. My abstention is a vote in itself because, in my view there’s nothing good that could have come from a return of Hillary and Bill to the White House. (Are our memories that short?)
And, Donald Trump?
Well, the deed is done. Just don’t throw your love of God and country at me when explaining how rounding up families and shipping them out of the country is the Christian thing to do. Or that building walls, literally and figuratively for keeping the so-called undesirables out, is the American way.
It’s easy to get people whipped up into a patriotic frenzy with speeches that promise to deal with our potential enemies by simply “Bombing the sh*t out of them.” (Donald Trump Ft. Dodge, Iowa Nov.2015)
It’s harder to use wisdom and restraint in exhausting every option before lighting the fuse to World War Three in which the only outcome is total annihilation of the human race..including our adorable grandkids.
But, that’s just me.
On the brighter side, the leaves on our big yard have been picked up and hauled away for another season without me having to lift a finger..except to open the checkbook.
If you need any lawn work done, this guy certainly gets my recommendation for quality, efficiency and reasonable cost.
We have a houseful for Thanksgiving again this year and I couldn’t be happier about it.
A 21 pound Butterball turkey is in the freezer and the rest of the menu is all set.
Here’s hoping you’ll also be surrounded by family and friends; a delicious bird with all the appropriate traditional trimmings, good wine and tableside conversation that’s filled with Thanksgiving and free from politics.
