cloud 10

I love clouds. The End.

But not really. I love clouds forever & ever.

Here are some of my current faves.





Halp! Tha trailer park iz bein' being attacked by gigantical floating cotton candies w stern facial expressions! Halp! Halppp!





It's raining, it's pouring. The old man is snoring.

And who was this old man, exactly? And how sad is it that he fell out of bed? And bumped his head? And didn't wake up in the morning?

Now that's just not right. Somebody call CSI.





Racing the storm. Almost home!

But dang, that dark storm-cloud is honing in right over my place.

Figures.





One does not simply walk into Mordor!!

Oh wait, that's El Paso...

Same difference.





I sort of want to paraphrase that Pocahontas song about all the colors of the wind and all that good stuff right about now. But I'll spare you.

See how nice I am.





"I see you. I am watching you. I am the grinning jack-o-lantern storm face and I am watching yooou allll.. *cacklecackle*!"





Purdy desert view from an El Paso gal's back porch. Swoon.





BREAKING NEWS: random mushroom cloud spotted over Luby's... story at 10...





Hal! Ley loo yah!

HALLELUJAH!

HALLELUJAH!

Haaaaal... ley loo yah,

Hal... ley... yooooo... yahhhh... *coughcough snortcough*





I'm driving in my car, I turn on the radio...
I'm pulling you close, you just say no...
You say you don't like it, but baby I know you're a liar...
'Cause when we kiss.... mmm... fire...


Oh, El Paso sunsets. You are such a flirt.