And she’s absolutely correct.
But it was nothing, really. And no false humility intended; all it took was a nail and one good whack from a hammer.
Here it is: What you see to the left isn’t really the moon. It’s something called “The Moon In My Room”, and that accurately fits the description of what’s going on in the picture.
It’s marketed by National Geographic and found in the toy department at Target for about $18 USD. In Europe it’s marketed by “Uncle Milton”, and my limited research indicates it costs a bit more across The Drink. But face it, kids “6 and up” already know what the moon looks like and what it does. The reality is all of that “politically correct” stuff about this thing being marketed as an “educational toy” is all just a flimsy front for the truth: This gadget is the baddest-ass potential addition to any guys’ bedroom since fitted sheets.
Seriously. Slapping this thing on the wall is tantamount to deploying a nuclear warhead. Forget lava lamps, black lights, etc. (or at least do so for now). If I have to describe the mood you can set with this thing in granular detail, you probably wouldn’t understand anyway. Let’s just say your bedroom can now pretty much be outside under a full moon in the summertime even if you happen to be cooped up in the Yukon Territory this time of year. Couple this outrageous nonsense with one of those “therapeutic sound” clock radios…set to “summer night” (i.e. crickets) or even “waves crashing” and you’ve got the very definition of passionate fantasy working in your favor.
You can select which phase you want the moon to be in, but having either a full or crescent moon in one’s room seem to me the only viable options, really. The lighting effect is impressively accurate. And get this–the thing has a remote control so you can manually change the phases. And an “off” timer. I’m not even going to ask you to repress the “Tim Allen” reaction.
Be Good,
Scot
