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.