Well, I had this whole diatribe worked up in my head about LoDo's coming to Highlands Ranch, but I'll save that for another day. I had a great night last night, so I'll gritch and moan another time.
Now, before you get your eyebrows all raised up, it was a completely G-rated evening. I was at the Barenaked Ladies concert (if you don't know who they are or why they're worth any price asked for tickets, you have my sympathy) at Red Rocks. I was there with 2 friends who I love and adore, and who somehow have put up with me for 5+ years. And I was there with my date. Adorable, blonde, blue eyes, fabulous sense of humour.....oh, and not yet old enough to vote (wasn't that a line from"Domino"? Hmm...). One of my new favorite people, a piper from our band, kindly agreed to accompany me on very short notice. Couldn't have asked for a better buncha company.
So, I have fabulous people around me, I have a tasty beverage in hand and I'm at Red Rocks. And I'm there to see Barenaked Ladies, one of my favorite bands, and certainly one of my favorite live acts. Life is good. Let's see, what else went right? I tried something new -- Loren & I decided to throw caution to the wind and try one of the Hemp iScream sandwiches that the scary hippies were hawking in the crowd. It wasn't bad, actually -- although I don't think I'd have ever paired Mocha and Mint together. And it stopped raining in time for the Ladies. Good evening (though with no enhancement from the sandwich -- apparently hemp flour isn't very interesting).
Then, about 10:00, I glanced over to the horizon, and saw what I decided later must've been the Lava Lamp of the gods. This not-quite-perfectly-round, red orb coming up over the horizon. Now, I'm a logical person, and knew it had to be the moon, but you could just as easily have convinced me it was a Martian spaceship. I've never seen anything quite like it. I pointed it out to my companions, who were equally enthralled. It takes quite a lot before I'll turn my attention away from Ed & Steve's onstage antics, but this was a lot.
For a full 2 or 3 minutes, I watched this molten-looking mass emerge from behind the lights of Highlands Ranch, and become a more recognizable celestial body. After it had passed from the realm of other-wordly to just amazing, I continued to keep an eye on it periodically. This moon went through every look ever described in bad teenage poetry (oh wait....that'd be mine). From the ivory sphere lit from within, resting on a bed of grey wool clouds, to the bengal tiger marble hovering in the sky, to the moon obscured by haze like a dreamy senior portrait, this moon moved through the sky like it was walking through some power ballad video montage. I was half sad that the guys on stage couldn't see it, as they would certainly have had some witty comment to make about it. But boy, that was an amazing sight.
No, overall, it was a great night. Right up to the part where I had to go in to work at midnight. But I'll save that for another rant. Boy, I wish you couldn've seen that moon......
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Nope. None of my PPPs (Past Poetic Pretenses) are anywhere close to being able to evoke an image that would match what I saw last nite. You're spared.