I particularly, would not. But I guess I am. Not in the normal sense, though. I'm a lunatic because I love the full moon. Luna is moon in Spanish.
But going back to the late spring moon, they have been associated with temporary insanity. I'm doing well since the last full moon started. At least while I´m awake because I dreamt two samurai were teaching me how to use the long sword last night. And to recover from this dream that became a nightmare I´ve been listening to Dean Martin and Chris Isaack´s covers of Blue Moon.
NB. The term "blue moon" traditionally referred to an extra moon in a season: if a season had four full moons (rather than the more common three), then the third of the four moons was known as a blue moon.
Full Moon Group on Flickr