A Full Moon

Theres a full moon tonight and it always makes me think about being a werewolf...and if I was I would be tracking down some unsuspecting goat or lamb to kill, and it is in those moments I sort of scare myself.

And then I think about space travel, and how going to the moon seems like a really fucking stupid idea.

Recently I have considered trying to obtain employment on the Space Station as sometimes I find the idea of spending an extended amount of time away from earth appealing, yet I'm pretty sure I would have to be an astronaut and I don't have time or energy for that - so there's that....

I am not a fan of science fiction, I didn't see any of those hobbit movies. I can't get my head around any of of it. I did enjoy some of Ray Bradbury's stories, I think I read the Illustrated Man in Jr. High, and every time it rains I think about The Martian Chronicles- so my enjoyment of sci fi is really very limited.

I saw a few of the Star Wars movies, until I couldn't understand who was related to who- that whole the first movie was the last movie or something like that- I need things to be in chronological order...so after Return of the Jedi I was pretty much lost.

A friend of mine was proposed to after the last Star Wars movie. Apparently, this event had a significant meaning to her now husband. He's a comic book, trekkie dude, which is always baffling to me- I don't understand how he can keep it all straight in his head, the villains, and good guys, everyone looks sinister to me- I can't tell anyone apart.

A proposal after the last Star Wars movie is arguably a little bit lame, yet thoughtful and sweet is a really dorky way.

So looking at the moon tonight it got me thinking about werewolf's, space travel, Star Wars and then marriage proposals....

Gioconda said she would never remarry, but in June of 2008 during the window period marriage licenses were being issued to same sex couples, we had just found out she was pregnant with twins.

Since she thinks marriage is important only if you have children, and we were having children, specifically two children, marriage became something we were both considering.

"If you weren't pregnant you would not have married me?", I ask relatively frequently.

"No, the only reason I married you was because I was pregnant," she always responds.

That seems harsh until you consider my proposal. It wasn't romantic, or actually even clever.

I asked her via text.

Jody: Queers can now get married- I think we should...

Gioconda: Is that a proposal?

Jody: Yes

Gioconda: Let me think about it and I will send you an e-mail.

In retrospect she never said yes, but we got married anyway....

Theres a full moon tonight - and it just got me thinking....