Stupid friggin' moon. I dunno where it gets off disturbing both my sleeping patterns and my faith, but it's pissing me off. If the full moon could simply cease to exist it would be better for my peace of mind honestly. And possibly for my sanity, what little I possess. So, yeah, I'm mildly annoyed by the full moon, in case no-one could tell. A night when I dare pray no prayer, nor dream in darkness, nor sing mine faith. One of three nights, though tomorrow night, the final eve of the full, is a wondrous night indeed, as it is the night of a lunar eclipse. My prayer song will be strong and true tomorrow night...

Anyway, in other news, a meteor scared the crap outa the locals last night when it made it far enough on its reentry descent to make a very bright flash across the night sky. For a better estimate of size it was visible over an area of four-hundred square miles or more as a flare of extremely bright, white light that awakened many and resulted in dozens of calls to 911 about the fireball in the sky. Don't ask me what emergency dispatch is supposed to do about the fireball, or explosion, in the sky. Last I heard firetrucks don't have wings and are incapable of flight. Still, the entirety of the palouse saw calls redirected to the fire department because the bright glowing thing falling out of the sky scared people.