Project 365 Day 77 It's a full moon and Auntie Nanc is going to hell.

It's a full moon tonight, in fact it's a "Supermoon", the closest the moon has been t0 the Earth in almost 20 year.


Anyone working in the medical field will tell you, the crazies come out during the full moon.

That goes for my family.

I went to The Garden of the Gods to try and shoot the moon, only to be shut out by the clouds. Damnit.

I got back to Auntie Nanc's house to find her siblings and husband talking about going to church as children. How could this conversation possible go south, you ask?

You don't know my family.

First, they had to convince Aunite Nanc that she should have picked a Christian name when she did her confirmation. She didn't believe them at first, since she can't remember her's. Uncle Bob knew his. Mom knew hers. That had her a tad uncomfortable. But when Uncle Glen stated the he knew his, she got...shall we say, scared.

Why? Well, clearly that is the password to get into heaven when you die. I told her I'd bury her with a list of Christian names and she could rattle them off until they let her in.

Better hope it's not like the bank, where they only let you have a couple of tries before they lock you out...

She has come to realize that eternal damnation awaits her because she forgot her good Christian name. For shame, for shame.

I asked my mother what mine is. Turns out I don't have one. Looks like I'm going to hell, too. Well, at least I'm in good company.

She spent the night digging through photo albums, surfing the internet and pulling out old documents to try to find it.

"What was I looking for again?" She asked..

"The salvation of your eternal soul." I said.

"You're not helping me here, Brian. " Uncle Glen says, "She'll be tearing this place apart all night."

She found a picture of her first communion. "See!?" she says, "I was an angel!"

"Huh." Uncle Glen says, looking at it. "Doesn't mean shit without that name. I can't believe I've been living in sin with you all these years. This is something you should have told me before we got married!"

Who's making it worse now?

And what does this have to do with the moon or photography?

Well, nothing really. But when you got nothing to shoot, it's always amusing to watch someone scramble for salvation from eternal damnation like a set of car keys.

"Well, Aunt Nanc, I was going to give you a hug good night....but you're unclean. Love ya!"

And now, a couple of moon pictures....



No music again tonight. I guess it would have been in pretty bad taste to be listening to some Ozzy while Auntie Nanc is sweating damnation...

Until tomorrow....!