BOMBS, MOONS, HOLIDAY CROONS
December is like a ticking time bomb, with giant 7-segment alarm-clock red numbers counting down faster than I can even find wire cutters for, much less figure out whether to snip the red one or the green one before everything goes BANG! The moon was full yesterday: it was hanging out well above the horizon yesterday morning, huge and shining white against the dawning sky, about 3 times as big as normal. If I had only left for work about half an hour earlier, I bet it would have filled my vision until I fainted from the lack of space...