I promise you: The moon is NOT holding me hostage until I write this… Can you hold on for a second?

(muffled: “Are you happy? No, there was nothing coded about that. No, it wasn’t suspicious. Suspicious is if I had winked. Suspicious is this long pause while I talk to you. Can I please go finish?”)

Anyway, where was eye?

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Ow! Now I remember! I was telling you about my good friend, the moon.

But first let me apologize for my misleading post about the moon stalking me. All lies. A poor attempt at humor.

Please accept, as part of my apology, these photos of the gallant moon watching over me while on vacation in Utah, and then in Italy.

Thank you, moon!