That’s just how my brain works.

When I first posted my post about the full moon affecting peoples behavior, I never expected it to be the most popular post on the blog. It seems that once a month around the full moon I see a HUGE spike in traffic.

Reading the comments that are posted on the post I see lots of people that have trouble sleeping around the full moon. That is something that happens to me when it’s full. I know it has nothing to do with the extra light that comes in the windows around the time. I have blinds that block out most of the light when it’s full.

Other Things I’ve noticed range from mundane to plain odd. Lots of people are or know someone who is irritable around the full moon. Some comments said that they are more aggressive in bed. (I had to delete them because they contained some graphic sexual content. I gotta keep this blog PG ya know.) One woman also said her period follows the full moon.

My mom even told me that she talked to someone that worked in a mental hospital and asked him if more “loonies” come in on a full moon. He told her it’s like any other night. The next full moon they had more admitted than on a normal week.

There’s something to think about here.

• I want to take over the world using only a safety pin.
• I once zipped myself up.
• I hear voices. They tell me to do things with goats.
• I wanna make a female clone of me just to see what it would look like.
• I like the taste of blood (I can get the same taste by licking a penny though).
• The soilent green is made of people.
• In 4th grade I used to fake like I ran in to walls. Eventually people ignored me.
• In 5th grade I nailed my 4th grade teacher with a water balloon on the last day of school.
• Vinegar is not a good thing to drink a cup of. It tasted good but gave heart burn for 3 days.
• At a very early age I got my first taste of ballistics when I knocked a fire extinguisher on the floor and it shot through a window..
• I’m a geek, yet some people don’t believe me when I tell them, so I prove it.



• I like food. Healthy food, unhealthy food, it doesn’t matter to me unless it tastes good. If only someone would come up with food flavored gum, then maybe I could lose weight and still have taste.
• If I was rich I’d be called eccentric. Since I’m poor, I’m just weird.
• I want my very own mutant monkey.
• I think it would be funny or at least interesting to watch someone pee on an electric fence.
• I think all the animals were put into this world to make faces at me.

I’ll let you think about that for a while. I’ll be here when you get back.

Can’t you just imagine them sitting in the butchery (is that a word?) and attaching wierd pieces of meat together and then plugging them in to see if they come to life. Sadly they only start smoking and smelling like burnt meat. Then they try to attach a fish head to a chicken body then they plug that in. When the head pops because the current is too much, they just turn down the current and try again with a different fish species. When nothing works, they get back to work with sad looks on their faces. Sorry, not today, maybe tomarrow.

I’ve decided when I die, I want part of the flesh cut of my leg and a metal plate embedded into the bone with my name and birth and death dates. Then i want to be placed in a funeral pyre with the gifts from my loved ones. I’m not talking cremation, I want my bones to survive. Then I want my bones and the remains of the gifts put in a coffin. With me in the coffin will be a time capsule with a recording of me and some documents about who I was. That way future civilizations can benefit from my weirdness.

Things like that get you kind of thinking. Makes you wonder what things would have been if they were still alive. Most of all it just makes you think about them. Jamie, if your out there, you rule!