You probably should have gone outside and viewed it yourself, if you didn’t.

It was also a … Super Blood Wolf Moon, which I am sure is significant somehow.  I could Google it, but it is so damned cold outside that my fingers are partially frozen, and I can hardly type this blog post.

It actually was vaguely creepy to watch; it’s easy to see why medieval folks would have freaked out about this if they didn’t know the cause.

Somebody needs to name their band “Super Blood Wolf Moon.”  (Maybe I could talk those Skybald chaps into renaming themselves.)  Or a child.  A child would be even better.