January 21, 2008

The full moon isn’t until tomorrow night, but you wouldn’t believe it by the attitude of certain folks around these parts. We’ve pretty much come to the conclusion that - in this house at least - locking ourselves away in separate rooms until the moon phase passes spares predictable episodes of arguing. Nick is doing his best to be cordial, and it’s taking all of his reserves to do so. I’m doing my best to be cordial and patient, but going downhill - rapidly.

The full moon’s “phase of influence” begins 3 days before the actual full moon date and lasts until 3 days after the actual date.

What is it about the moon that can turn best friends into bitter rivals? Some kind of voodoo magic? Negative energy forces at play? Unsettled spirits? Whatever the cause, I wish more emphasis was placed on uncovering some logic. I’d much rather see my hard earned tax dollars wasted on that type of research than on surveys to determine what kind of ketchup packets kids should have in school cafeterias.

Some interesting facts about the full moon and behavior. Did you know…

• the full moon’s “phase of influence” begins 3 days before the actual full moon date and lasts until 3 days after the actual date
• more women go into labor / babies are born during a full moon
• counting your money on a full moon will increase it (dig out those piggy banks)
• stimulants and aphrodisiacs are most effective
• folklore states that “wishing power” is strongest during a full moon - making it the best time to set goals or ask for assistance
• floods are higher
• full moon phases are notorious for producing more emergency room visits and violent crimes

You can find more interesting facts here.

So, hide the cast iron skillets and other objects that can render great pain until the phase passes. Instead, might I recommend a nice Pinot Noir, or fine agave to you get you through the next few days? The agave would probably be more fun. However, with it’s hallucinogenic properties, you may wind up 1) in a dingy little prison cell in some two-bit town or, 2) trying to chew your arm off to get away from the coyote ugly sleeping beside you after a night of binging. Don’t know which one of those is worse, really. (heh-heh) Oh, and if you go the route of tequila, be sure to have some Aleve and Gatorade on hand for the ensuing hangover.

Well, anyway - good luck. I’ll be hiding out in my room until it’s safe to come out again. Let me know how you make out.

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