When we were lucky enough to get there, we teens headed for Spencer Gifts to bask in tasteless trinkets and general naughtiness. The back of the store was lit with black lights so we could see what the blacklight posters would look like if we would just buy a black light AND a poster for our bedrooms.
Mostly, we stood around in the gloom and pointed out each other's glowing sneaker laces and other odd bits that reflected the "black" light.
It was on one of these excursions that I first encountered the mood ring and of course, had to have one.
Back home, it was a source of awe for a week or two until every kid at school had one too. Somewhere along the way, it was tossed into a junk drawer ... which I imagine put it in a pretty foul mood.
These days, I like mood lizards a lot more than mood rings.
Here's one showing off ... chromatophorically speaking.
A happy anole lizard ... or a worried anole who just realized that when he hopped off the green honeysuckle vine, he landed on a black lamp cover.
Here he's starting to go brown. His chromatophores are flooding with melanin and it's beginning to mask the green.
Almost there, ... more brown than green.
He's definitely focused on me with that swivelly eye.
He was so cozy, he didn't flinch when I went from standing (first 3 shots) to lying down on the warm grass for this lizard level view.
In fact we were both pretty content hanging out there until the dogs discovered me at their level and came over to schnuffle me.
When I emerged from the doggy tag team match, he was gone, but he left me in awe of his ability to quickly change his skin color.
I guess you could say I'm green with envy ...
... only not really.