CLOUDY DAY

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Unfathomable
Unfathomable
January 31, 2016 2:59 pm

Cloud 9:

EL Coyote
EL Coyote
January 31, 2016 3:05 pm

Re: mammatus. This totally violates the no nipples rule

Unfathomable
Unfathomable
January 31, 2016 3:21 pm

EC – U R too funny. But it’s true. We see what we see. It all really is like looking at clouds. A veritable “Rorschach Test” in the sky, if you will. “Look! I see a bunny rabbit!” “Look! That one looks like Charlie Brown!”. Everything is in the mind of the beholder and what we are thinking about at any given moment. So, that said, EC, I think you need to get laid. 🙂

kokoda
kokoda
January 31, 2016 3:30 pm

Just wondering if all of these are real or made up.

Anonymous
Anonymous
January 31, 2016 3:39 pm

Loved the cloud formations! Made me think of when I was a child laying in tall grass cloud watching.Simple pleasures : )

Anonymous
Anonymous
January 31, 2016 3:43 pm

Unfathomable-The American people would like to see justice served Hillary put behind bars with a perp walk! Bernie is blowing smoke out his a..

rhs jr
rhs jr
January 31, 2016 3:52 pm

How come you left out chemtrails which are the dominate clouds over Northwest Florida?

Olde Virginian
Olde Virginian
January 31, 2016 3:55 pm

Well I was waiting for the punchline when I scrolled to the end — either mushroom and/or chemtrail clouds.

Reveling in the mere beauties of nature is so out-of-the-times. This is the 21st century, dude!

Olde Virginian
Olde Virginian
January 31, 2016 4:00 pm

Re first comment, cloud 9:

I will see Bernie and raise the ante. Not only am I sick of hearing about her damn emails, since, oh about 1991 or so, I’ve been sick of hearing about her damned self. I was physically sick the day my wife, young daughters, and I were stopped on a public thoroughfare along with everyone else for 30-45 mins so that her damned self could parade into town when she was merely the first bitch. I was sick to think my family and I had such a close brush with evil incarnate by the mere width of a jersey traffic barrier and a lane or two. Let me tell you the chill was palpable.

Unfathomable
Unfathomable
January 31, 2016 4:01 pm

Anon – when I was a kid, I used to lay on a green grassy hill and chew on a piece of grass and stare at the clouds while contemplating the meaning of life, poetry, literature, sex, why all my previous girlfriends dumped me, etc. Today, it seems like kids would rather lock themselves in their room, take stupid-faced selfies Twitter & Snapchat. It makes me sad. Oh well…

Unfathomable
Unfathomable
January 31, 2016 4:06 pm

Just to clarify – my previous post above was addressed to anonymous @ 3:39 PM

Olde Virginian
Olde Virginian
January 31, 2016 4:19 pm

In fact so moved was I by the occasion back in the day of my brush with greatness, I found my muse and started my play:

(c) 1988 The Olde Virginian

William I
=======

Dramatis Personnae:

William, King of America
Hillary, Queen of America

Vincent, Advisor to the King

Algor, Viceroy

Monica, A Scribe

Linda, An Aide-de-Camp and
Erst Friend to Monica

Paula, A Woman of the Dukedom

Ken, A Grand Inquisitor

Newt, A Speaker

Abraham, A Spirit

Johhny, A Messenger of Cathay

Pimlica, Princess of America

Guards

Prologue

A rustic setting upon a little rock, beside rushing waters.
Enter William, Hillary.

Hill:O Dame Fortune, how hast thou smiled on me!
Methinks more than my purse doth swell with thy bounty.
Not mere duchess of this south realm to remain,
Now stand I annointed Queen of vast domain!

Will:Milady, the crown sitteth well upon thy fair head.
Forsooth, shall none usurp thy stead
In my esteem and affections.

Thou art paragon of womanly virtue
And mother of our blessed child,
Whom with all maids I hold in highest regard.

Hill: Husband, thou speakest wisely and
Thy words give us comfort.
Thy phrases framed in sincerity
Shall arm thee e’er invicibly.

Will: (Aside) ‘Tis drole, she speaketh of arms!
Ne’er have I seen the battlefield!

(Aloud)
I thank thee, Wife, for thy praise of mine eloquence.
The glory be thine, for moulding me into this form.
Now I ponder our new Office.
I am plagued by doubt that my mouth alone can take
A sound bite of this strident world.
We must needs appoint many ministers of locution
To aid our task in forging words.
Words are like unto bricks: they cobble our streets,
From them mighty edifices are raised.
And they are ideal for throwing at enemies!

Thou knowest I once was schooled abroad
In privileged halls of highest caliber.
Yet now I scorn such exclusivity!
To form my new Court anon, I shall look to
Tavern keepers and the Theatrical City!

Exeunt omnes.

Act I
Scene I

In the throne room of the American Palace. Enter William.

Will: I have sworn mine Oath, and now bear the crown
Of this mighty empire. My nation, thine hour of greatness is upon thee.

Enter Spirit Abraham

Abra: Remember me!

Will:Excellent suggestion, thou specter of more benighted days. I shall keep thee in mind, indeed!
Thy room and thy bed shall profit me more than e’er didst they thee!
Thou shalt lend thy name to my campaign, for thou hast an honest face! (Aside) Honestly hideous!

(Aloud)
Away with thee, and haunt me no more! This palace now belongeth to me! It is more hallowed by my presence than by any power of thine to add or detract, Spirit!

Exit Spirit Abraham. Enter Hillary.

Hill:Who shall rid me of these meddlesome agents!

1Will:My Queen, who hath offended thee? By all holy, I shall out-Herod Herod and serve thee their heads upon a charger!

Hill:Husband, by rights did I ask
The Minister of Travel for a boon.
In spite of our royal estate,
That lowly knave refused to accede.

In our former dukedom await a score of
Loyal subjects; well prov’n is their obeisance.
Dispatch that surly Minister with thy puisance!

Will: My Queen, as thou wilt, so shall it be.
Guards, expunge that errant ministry!

Exit Hillary. Enter Vincent.

Vince:Prithee, Liege, pardon my candor.
I did o’erhear thy rancor
And am moved to persuade thee:
Forswear such abuses of thine office
Which abase thy majesty.

Will:I am astonished to hear thy words!
Thou art my esteemed advisor
And ancient friend. How come you now
To our court with this affrontery?

Vince:To my eternal shame I now perceive
Thine intransigence. I take my leave!

Exeunt omnes.

Scene II
A wooded area near the palace. Vincent lieth dead.

Enter Guards.

Guard:Sound the alarm! Summon the King! Lord Vincent is dead!

Enter William.

Will:Vincent, my friend, hast thou departed?
My heart is flooded with grief.
Who hath done this foul deed?

Guard: Your Highness, we discovered him here on the ground.
We saw none other.

Will:Goodnight, sweet Vince.

Guards, take up his body and his satchel of papers! Let six men bear them to a private room in the palace!

Exeunt omnes.

Scene III
The throne room.

Enter William, Algor.

Will:I prithee, Algor, tell me more of thy plans
To reinvent
Our government.

And do not couch the tale in thy pithy way!
I charge thee, spare me thine Algorisms!

Algor:I would fain tell thee of these.
Yet the Messenger of Cathay waits without.
I propose we receive him sans delay.

Will: Send us the man.

Enter Johnny.

John:Thine excellency, I bring thee this gift
From my countrymen. Much hast thou done
To ease relations
‘Twixt our favored nations.

Algor:There is no controlling legal authority.

Will: Well hast thou reinvented government, Algor.

Exeunt omnes.

Scene IV.

A private chamber of the Palace.

Enter William, Pimlica.

Will:Daughter, I tell thee, thou art thy father’s joy.
Thou hast attained a sublime age, wherein
Beauty, Chastity, Youth and Wisdom
Are balanced in perfect moderation.

Piml: Father, thou exaggeratest my virtues!

Will: Nay, I speak in earnest.
Each young woman like unto thee
Numbereth among the comeliest fruits upon this earth.
Happy the man who culleth from that tree!

Piml: Oh Father, I blush to hear thy praise!

Will:Daughter, forsooth, I am in earnest. Go now and fetch my scribe.

Exit Pimlica. Enter Monica.

Mon: Good evening, Majesty. How may I serve thee?
(Aside) How I love thee.

Will:(Aside) Thou hast worn thy blue tunic!

Let us quit this drafty chamber.
Away to the hallway!
I desire that thou takest dictation.

Exeunt.

Act II
Scene I

Upon the Capital steps.

Enter Newt, Linda.

Newt:How now, good woman!

Linda: Lord Speaker, I would have a word with thee.
I bear news of the King’s transgressions.

Newt: What, our King a sinner? Perish the thought!

Linda:Verily, His Majesty hath committed adultery. I have learned this from his concubine.

Newt:Fie! No lecher shall sit on the throne of this realm! I shall summon the Grand Inquisitor at once!

Enter Hillary.

Hill:Lord Speaker, methinks I noted the King’s name among thy words with this homely peasant.

Newt:This good woman allegeth that His Majest hath committed adultery. Forgive me, O Queen.

Hill:I am not troubled by these tidings. A woman knoweth such things about her husband. It taketh a village to service a King!

Exeunt omnes.

EL Coyote
EL Coyote
January 31, 2016 4:29 pm

Definitely a tragedy.

Iska Waran
Iska Waran
January 31, 2016 5:26 pm

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Iska Waran
Iska Waran
January 31, 2016 5:27 pm

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Iska Waran
Iska Waran
January 31, 2016 5:28 pm

I can’t believe no one had posted a dick cloud. What the fuck is wrong with you people?

kokoda
kokoda
January 31, 2016 6:25 pm

Iska…………you did; we were just waiting for you.

Rise Up
Rise Up
January 31, 2016 6:28 pm

Like that last cloud pic–seen that type here in Virginia on occasion.

BTW, we were hammered with chemtrails today.

Llpoh
Llpoh
January 31, 2016 7:35 pm

The lenticular us to be avoided by small aircraft at all costs. Flying close over one of those is a fast way to end up dead.

Stay away from the anvil too. Probably a couple others would be bad as well.

EL Coyote
EL Coyote
January 31, 2016 8:59 pm

Iska Waran says: I can’t believe no one had posted a dick cloud. What the fuck is wrong with you people?

I’m just a minority hetero here. I haven’t gotten comfortable with the ‘gay is the new straight and transsexual is the new gay’ mantra.

Stubb
Stubb
January 31, 2016 10:04 pm

PS – screw the dick clouds and such. Whatever you gay morherfuckers want and whatever you desire is what you will get. Deal with it you fuckin’ cocksuckers & vote democrat. Fuckin’ faggots. Rot in hell…

polecat
polecat
January 31, 2016 10:04 pm

‘ggggggggooooooooooooddddddddd you guys’!…..get your f@ckin minds out of the gutter….jesh!……oh look!……a Labia Cloud…….

Ahab
Ahab
January 31, 2016 10:07 pm

Chill, Stubb. You are wound up way too tight. Relax, fuckhead…

Maggie
Maggie
January 31, 2016 11:52 pm

Wow… stay away for a few days and the sky falls in.