Da fucking summer Moon.

This from my fire-escape observatory.

My camera has about the same astral resolution

as Galileo's telescope. So we're in good company.

Remind me to look that guy up after I drops dead,

 and wakes up in Peach Bonnet Wyoming in 1958. 

That's one of the heavens...so I hear.

Looking forward to them 

.10 cent comics and free Cokes at da movies.