The Useless Critic 2.0

By Britt Once upon a time , I cared about the Supermoon. I thought it was something significant in some respect I was called upon to give a shit about. I thought: "Well, it's a big  moon." And the way the media built it up! You would have thought the moon was going to fall out of the sky and into Paula Deen's waiting mouth. Doused in butter, naturally. RIP Paula's career Then, last year I experienced my first "Supermoon." Even though apparently we've been having them for years. Who knew?!?! NOT ME.  I went outside- it was Cinco de Mayo and I was with friends- and I expected to see a GIGANTIC GLOWING ORB IN THE NIGHT SKY. I waited for something like a Biblical prophecy. I looked up, over the man-made pollution, and... It was just a moon. Just a full. Moon. What am I looking at? Oh. That. So maybe there are astrological meanings for this I don't fully grasp. And maybe it is a lot closer than it's ever been, but I reall...

TO ADAM, who has a job now. best of luck in the RL Mr. Adam! ALSO: THE PERSEIDS. BE THERE, OR BE............devoid of something wonderful in your life. or the night sky. between 3 and 5 AM are your best bets for a good show. hence me pushing my limits and staying up that late. O_O sup you son of a bitch