A Beautiful Blue Sky Texas Friday The 13th Fearing Full Honey Moon Lunacy

Looking west through the bars of my patio prison cell the view is a bit more blue than yesterday's multiple shades of gray.

Today is a special day, feared by Triskaphobes.

Do I have that word right? The word has been underlined in red, indicated a misspelling.

Well, whatever the correct word, the meaning of the word is those who have a fear of the number 13.

So, those Triskaphobes should be particularly afraid today due to today being a very rare Friday the 13th.

This Friday the 13th should be doubly fearful for those suffering from both Triskaphobia and Lunarphobia.

Well, I totally made up that word, Lunarphobia, so it is no surprise that it also got redlined.

Tonight, if my information sources are correct, a full moon will be making a rare Friday the 13th appearance.

In addition to the moon being a full moon it is also a Honey Moon.

I have no idea what is meant by the full moon being a Honey Moon. But, I read it on Facebook so you know it is reliable information. Apparently tonight is the first Honey Moon in something like one hundred years, thus rendering it very special.

So, those prone to lunacy should be out in full force.

Translated to Pacific Northwest terms, it would likely be a wise move to stay off the streets of Tacoma tonight, with Tacoma long known as the Pacific Northwest nexus of lunacy.

Translated to Texas terms, what with it being Friday the 13th and a full Honey Moon, it is likely a wise move to stay safely locked indoors tonight, no matter where you live in Texas......

A Full Moon Over Texas Brings On Puerto Rican Lunacy

I stepped outside to check out the morning view from my patio this 3rd Monday of the 2nd month of 2011 to see a big round white glowing orb hovering in the sky above.

Had I realized it was the full moon time of the month I might have been a bit more understanding about how extra loony Miss Puerto Rico was acting last night.

Near as I can tell, Puerto Ricans have a tendency to irrational emotional bursts of temper. Last night's Puerto Rican temper incident occurred when the ABC website required a flash update in order to view a TV show. While Miss Puerto was having an emotional breakdown over this I was clicking the mouse and installing the update.

I can understand something making a person mad. What I've never understood is having a temper tantrum over some minor thing. I've known more than one person, over the years, with this problem. I find it very annoying to be around.

I escaped from Miss Puerto Rico's after the flash installation. I likely won't return for quite awhile.

On a more pleasant note, the full moon has heated the air this morning to a balmy 33 degrees above freezing.

Which means I am going swimming.

The 2nd Day Of Fall With A Full Moon Shining Bright Over Texas

No need to wait for the sun to arrive to light up the place this second day of fall of 2010. As you can see, a full moon is sitting on the roof next to my chimney, which only last night erupted with a rainbow.

That chimney sees a lot of celestial activity.

I was cranky last night after a sudden downpour ruined my attempt to go on a sunset bike ride from Gateway Park, in search of some salubrious aerobicized solitude and Fort Worth homeless people.

When I got back here I saw my DVR was in record mode. So, I watched Survivor, followed by Hell's Kitchen. Hell's Kitchen was especially hellish last night.

Being overstimulated by an especially hellish Hell's Kitchen had me up til past midnight, last night, reading a book I got whenever it was I went to a Fort Worth library and successfully found it open.

The book is "For the Thrill of It: Leopold, Loeb and the Murder that Shocked Chicago." The Leopold/Loeb murder of Bobby Franks is a rather well known crime, from way back during the Roaring 20s. But, the movie version did not really tell the real story, in all its shocking horror. Alfred Hitchcock's 1948 "The Rope" did not even use the real names of the killers. I believe there is a second, later, movie version, that may have been more accurately based on the real story.

As far as I know I've only known one sociopath of the ilk of Leopold/Loeb. That particular sociopath has not killed, as far as I know, her particular sociopathic bend is the "Thrill of Thieving and Lying," which has gotten her in trouble with the law a time or two, with a conviction or two and some jail time.

I like the True Crime genre. Particularly books telling the story of a crime from a different era.

The sun is almost due to arrive. The birds should already be in tweet mode. I may be miscalculating the time of the sun's arrival. It has been getting later every morning since sometime way back in June.

Going swimming is in the immediate schedule, followed by being a webpage making machine all morning long til my easily worn out brain needs a rest.

Totally Full Tacoma Moon

I hope you didn't click this blog title hoping to see photos from yesterday's skinny dipping incident.

The full moon referenced in the title is what was hanging over Tacoma last night. It was very big and bright. Ironically, unlike the night before, when the moon was not totally full and yet brought about a full night of lunacy, the night of the actual full moon did not seem to bring about any noticeable lunacy. Except for a pair of poodles chasing water being sprayed from a hose.

During the night we had a heavy duty Texas-worthy thunderstorm here in usually meek and mild Tacoma. The thunderstorm included rain. Unlike such storms in Texas, though, I heard no tornado warning sirens.

Full Moon Lunacy in Tacoma

Five days til I return to the relative sanity of Texas.

Last night I got a dose of the relative insanity of Tacoma. The moon was full. The Mountain was out.

Throughout history it has been noted that Lunar Maximus heightens behavior oddities, hence the term lunacy.

Last night Lunar Lulu and her first husband came over for BBQ chicken and liquor concoctions that tasted like cough syrup mixed with melted cherry lollipops.

Lulu pretty much gets drunk on anything that has sugar in it, so if you mix any sort of alcohol into whatever Lulu is drinking she quickly becomes inebriated. You mix a Full Moon into the drink and you've got yourself some entertainment.

Last night the fascinating party conversation revolved around my apparent (unknown to me) myriad of ticks and anxiety ridden behaviors. And my poor personal hygiene that evidently renders me seriously malodorous.

Yes, this was really highly elevated conversational repartee. I never get this sort of intellectually challenging witty repartee when I'm in Texas. Everyone is nice to me in Texas. These people in Washington are just downright mean and ill-mannered. Very disturbing.

At one point I was ordered to remove the shirt I was wearing and replace it with a souvenir shirt from Washington, D.C. I did as ordered and modeled my D.C. t-shirt that has license plates from all 50 states on the back that phonetically spell out the preamble to the Constitution.

As in the plate for Alabama says, "WE TH", Alaska, "P PUL", Arizona, "OF TH", Arkansas, "U NI", California, "DIDD", Colorado, "ST8S", Connecticut, "INNOR", Delaware, "DUR 2", Washington D.C., "4M A", Florida, "MUR PUR", Georgia, "FEC UNE", Hawaii, "NONE"....well, you get the drift. I hope. Lulu tried to sound out the license plates, but I don't think she knew what it was she was sounding out.

Lulu regaled us with stories of dumpster diving. Including an incident this week at the Goodwill reject store where someone was rummaging through used shoes, along with Lulu, when a shoebox was found and opened in which hundreds of dollars were stored that somehow spilled out in a way that caused the dozens of other dumpster divers to descend on the shoes to grab their share of the loot. Lulu made off with about $75. Which she used to buy more Goodwill junk.

I found the flying Goodwill money story a tad difficult to believe. How was it that that shoebox had not been opened before?

Yesterday it got up to about 90 here. The same is expected for today. There was talk, yesterday, of a ferry ride to Vashon Island and the riding of recumbent bikes. I fear the Full Moon may be wreaking havoc with those plans.

In the meantime, it's only 5 days til I'm back in Texas where people are nice to me. And are extremely well-mannered with genteel hospitality and know how to say "howdy."