After leaving the ‘Testify – No One Believes Me’ theater event last night at the Spider House Ballroom, near the UT campus, we were walking in the brilliant light beaming from the full Blue Moon. Other attendees were walking past, chatting about the evening’s performances, discussing the show’s topics – growing up with cop parents, being a chunky male model, reinventing the truth about a grandmother’s suicide, pervasive racism, a subtle kidnapping and escape in Brazil. Lively chatter and laughter were coming from all the nearby bars and restaurants that were filled with students returning for the fall classes.
And there on the corner near where we had parked, two young men were having a very convivial conversation about whether the moon was waxing or waning and how to tell by using its position in relation to north and south. They turned and pointed up to different parts of the big Texas sky, deciding where was north and what that meant to the moon. All the while, the magnificent full moon lit them and the ground around them like a stage. It made us miss campus life just a little bit.