Saturday, March 30, 2013

There was an amazing full moon the other night. We were coming home from a hockey game and it was so large that it reminded me of a Saskatchewan harvest moon. It was so big and bright and  unusual for this time of year that I momentarily thought it may be an apocalyptic event. I really need to start reading a new literary genre.

So, to back track a bit, I've always felt somewhat annoyed that I could never see The Man in the Moon. For a lot of years I thought it was just an expression, and then I thought that people meant this:


And then I realized that people actually saw a face in the moon. I looked and looked and tried to imagine where it could be, I squinted my eyes and tried to picture a mouth, or eyes  or a nose in the various shadows. I looked for something  like the Mars face....there were lots of photos of that, and it is pretty interesting:


 but I could never find a picture of what this elusive Man in the Moon looked like. And the years passed.....and I pretty much forgot, because seriously, how important is it, really?  

But with today's magic Google button, one can find anything. ANYTHING. Googling things just amuses me endlessly.  So after I was gazing at this huge moon the other night, I decided that if I can't see a face in THIS giant moon, then there is simply no face to see. And nothing was there, not even an eyebrow or a dimple. And I have a pretty spectacular imagination let me tell you. 

So I came in to Google this phenomena once and for all. I discovered there are two schools of thought.  One: it's The MAN in the Moon....a figure of a hunched over man...not just a face. And of course Two: it's a face. And you know what? They are both incredibly creepy.

That's probably why crazy people and animals go even crazier during a full moon....knowing that a celestial creature of massive creepiness is watching your every move.  I feel a bit unnerved even now, during the light of day.  So I'm glad I don't see it.  Instead of that, I'm going to subscribe to the idea that the moon is made of cheese. I mean really, who doesn't love cheese?