Three years and six days ago was the big-deal solar eclipse that everyone and their dog across North America stopped to check out at some point during their day.
Yes, this included myself and some coworkers at the job I’d only been at for a week by that time.
It also included one of my then-new Funko POPs.
At least we were all wearing the viewing glasses unlike a certain temporary resident of 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue.
This was about the only way I managed to get a picture of the eclipse.
See that tiny little sliver?