A Long Night, Literally, Dudes And Dudettes

Since last night was Winter Solstice Eve, one of the penultimate long nights, plus generally clear, Crumby stayed up. Yes, anticipating clouds on Winter Solstice Night, the longest night, oh ye dudes and dudettes, Crumby stayed up last night to gaze on heaven, instead of tonight, when, should he gaze up, Crumby should espy naught but foolishness. OK. Dudettes may not be an actual word in the English language. Plus, always spelling out dudes and dudettes to keep from appearing sexist is fairly cumbersome and a waste of time, even for Crumby. Yes. All that spelling of words that are not English anyway threatens to corrupt the simple soul of the Crumby Ovate, once and for all. Can’t have that. So Crumby has concluded that when the twain sexes require a reference, dudas shall do. So given dudas, our title would then read: A Long Night, Literally, Dudas. Additionally, the term dudas could reasonably cover the sexually ambiguous or even hermaphrodites, or even trimaphrodites, etc.

All righty then gentle dudas. Today is the shortest day of the year. That means everyone in these parts can cast a long shadow but not far or for very long. Like dudas, if you are maybe midgets, you should go outside and cast a giant shadow now. Yes. Today, of all days, is your big chance to cast a giant shadow even if you may be midget sized.

In retrospect, last night was a nice night to stay out in the back yard. The temperature never dropped much below freezing and the dew didn’t get to be problematic until around 4 AM. The skies were practically clear all night except for some clouds off to the north. Nice, I tell you, nice. That said, Crumby still could not espy M108, M109 or M95. Though the night was nice, it was not that nice. No night can be that nice over Austink.


Lo and behold. The Winter Solstice is upon many. Praise the Goddess!!!!