Nothing to see here
“They were not composed altogether of flesh and blood. They had shape…but that shape was not made of matter. When the stars were right, They could plunge from world to world through the sky; but when the stars were wrong, They could not live. But although They no longer lived, They would never really die. They all lay in stone houses in Their great city of R’lyeh, preserved by the spells of mighty Cthulhu for a glorious resurrection when the stars and the earth might once more be ready for Them.”
– H.P. Lovecraft, “The Call of Cthulhu.”
Can I just say how totally and completely miffed I am that I’m going to miss the first first total lunar eclipse in three years? This is a pretty wonderful, natural show, only the second total occultation of the moon on a winter solstice in nearly 400 years. I’d usually head down to the beach this evening to check out something as cool as this.
Unfortunately, sunny Southern California is, currently, anything but. We under assault by record shattering rain (and snowfall), destined to remain through Xmas Eve, as a cold front has settled in to make wet, stormy sky-sex with a lounging subtropical moisture system that was taking in the sights. The result has been a huge dump of wetstuff, saturating the ground, nurishing the landscape and frakking obstructing my view.
I’ve since come to find out that, much like the uniqueness of tonight’s lunar eclipse, the wet weather we’re drowning under is also a rare event, only occurring once every ten years. In typical Hollywood fashion, too much of a good thing has arrived at the same time, the staff of such rare solar and meteorological events failing to coordinate their schedules, screwing us all over as a result
The universe can be so mean, sometimes.