Lunar Eclipse

Did you guys see the lunar eclipse last night? It was supposed to be the last one until 2010, according to Carl Sagan's illegitimate daughter, aka Bea. We went outside about 8 o'clock and saw a beautiful full moon, but it was fast being obscured by clouds. Because I am the proud owner of a new camera I HAD to go out and attempt to take pictures; without a tripod, AND without a clue. But I got a couple of decent shots, in spite of myself. It wasn't until later on, about 11 o'clock, that Bea and I saw the end of the eclipse, and of course, my camera had already gone to bed, because that's how professional I am, baby.
I know there is at least one other person in this world who will look at this picture (below) and think of a 1920s edition Grimm's Fairy Tales illustrated by Eleanor Abbott. Come on Cin, you know the one. The picture of the girl with the mask, running against the weirdly lit night sky. Doesn't this remind you of it? What the hell was the name of that story? It was the one where the stupid old king, kind of King Lear-esque, asks his daughters how much they love him, and the youngest and most honest daughter tells him, "I love you like salt, because without salt, life has no flavor", and then he kicks her out, yadda, yadda, running around the country-side, etc. (I just realized that maybe I like that story for more than its groovy picture - the girl is a Salt-Creature, like from Star Trek. And I'm a Salt-Creature, so like, we could be twins, right?Though I would SO give my old man a raft of shite for asking such a stupid and patently divisive question - goddamn troublemaker...!)
(Okay use your best german accent now, for this part) Yah, I vas tryink to mack the mun lokk like it vas hangink from ze tree, like it is ze froot of ze tree, yah? It iss zo expreszioniztic, yah?

Jesus, it's too hard to write like that, and my accent sucks, like you didn't notice. (But thank you for being polite enough not to point it out.)
Yes, I know, the depth here is just wayyyy the hell over everyone's head these days, ne c'est pas? And you know what? Jimmy Crack Corn, man! Three snaps in a circle, and kiss my grits. My mom's not here, and neither are you; I can do what I want!