We got to stand in my parents front yard and watch the earth's shadow pass over the moon last night. My dad and Cake had walked up the hill to look while mom and I were making dinner, and they both came back wide-eyed and enthusiastic about how beautiful and amazing it was. They watched the World Series and compared fight stories and said hell and damn to their hearts content.
My mother leaned over to me in front of the oven and whispered: "I think he's a nice boy, Sonya."
Wow, that's pretty much how I spent my evening -- without the fight stories or "Hell & Damn" parts, though.
I walked down to the parking lot at the end of my block for a better view around 6:45, and it was gorgeous, but it was also kind of weird -- here I am standing like an eejit, starin' up at the big ole' partly shadow obscured moon, and these people are walking or driving by, and not even bothering to look up. I can understand that perhaps some of these fine folk didn't know there was a MARVEL OF NATURE happening right over their heads, but of the ones I observed, not a single solitary one ever bothered to even casually, maybe even accidentally look up into the evening sky.
I wanted to scream, "LOOK UP! LOOK! Up there! See that? Isn't that the most amazing thing you've seen in ages? Doesn't that make you feel a little sense of awe at how freakin' cool the universe is? WHAT'S THE MATTER WITH YOU?????"
But, of course I didn't -- they'd just stare at me like I was -- well, like I was an eejit, and I haven't lived in this neighborhood long enough to start developing a reputation as the "looney on the corner" quite yet.
Posted by: KING COMTE I at October 28, 2004 12:57 PM