Dear Moon,

Dear Moon having a rare, once every half-millennium solstice eclipse this a.m.,

Where the eff are you?

Sincerely,

An idiot who got up very, very early and has been wandering the streets for the last 45 minutes.

Author: Stephen Whitworth

Prairie Dog editor Stephen Whitworth was carried to Regina in a swarm of bees. He's been with Prairie Dog since May 1999 and will die at his keyboard before admitting his career a terrible, terrible mistake.

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