The Frankenstein Moon

Stroke of Midnight

Where were you last night at midnight? Would you have wanted to be somewhere else? 

We all know what we’re supposed to do on New Year’s Eve. We all know we’re supposed to eat, drink and be Merry as we weep over the year that’s leaving us and weep over the one that’s coming.

We look at the future like a newborn baby and we have all the hope in the world for it.

All that changes are the clothes, the hairstyles and the addition or subtraction of friends and family in attendance.

So for once…okay I lie…I wish  with every atom I’m made up from that for each New Year that comes my way I could chose the strangest most exotic places to visit and from those places I would toast the New Year on a place like



Miranda is called The Frankenstein Moon because it looks like it was put together with the remains of other moons or left over parts of other planets.

Now scientists believe it was shaped by the gravity of Uranus…which is pretty darn funny when you think about it.

I could make a boat load of butt jokes here but I won’t.

I want too, but I won’t.

Anyway, I’d love to be on Miranda for New Year’s Eve  because it does look like a monster, I’d be all over it with the enthusiam of  a kid with a new bike…but in this case I’d probably take a robot with me


I’d explore every inch of that Monster Moon and in middle of exploring places like this:


I’d turn to my robot, who I’d have named Macbeth, after my dog Hamish Macbeth:

Everyone say 'Hi' to Hamish Macbeth!

Everyone say ‘Hi’ to Hamish Macbeth!

And I’d say, ” Hell’s Bells Macbeth, it’s New Years back on Earth! And then I’d pop open a bottle of Champagne, toast my friends back on Earth and laugh myself to death because I’m on a moon that looks like it was made by Victor Frankenstein and it’s circling a planet called Uranus and damn I love science.


All kidding aside, I think it would be the Bee’s Knees to be able to pick a world, a moon, be on a spaceship that could get up close and personal with a Magnetar (those monsters will suck the iron right out of your blood) and ring in the New Year light years away from Earth.


I think if I could do that I wouldn’t mind getting all mushie and sentimental for the year I missed on Earth, all of my friends and family who I wasn’t able to be with and how I have hope that in the next year I’d wander on back to Earth and stay for awhile.



8 thoughts on “The Frankenstein Moon

  1. Pingback: The moon is beautiful, isn’t it? | Ramisa the Authoress

Leave a Reply