Rambling about

It's a strange night tonight. Almost the exact opposite of last night. Last night we had lightning and thunder, and very little wind... but tonight it's quiet and still, but the wind is blowing pretty good. It's a strange juxtaposition. The clouds are really low tonight, which ironically makes everything brighter. It's a radiosity solution caused by the lights of the city bouncing off of the low clouds and, in turn, illuminating everything underneath. Why doesn't this always happen when it's overcast? It's because of the inverse square law.

I just saw a little bit of lightning, a little flash off to the northwest. I guess its coming this way. According to the Doppler radar on my weather app, it's pretty far off to the west, but then again it also shows new storms just popping into existence here in there. Maybe that'll happen here. I hope not. I don't like walking in the rain.

Yup, it's definitely lightninging in the clouds here. There ain't no thunder though, so for now I guess it's just the light of lightning from eons away just bouncing from cloud to cloud until it's all the way over here. How do you spell lightning anyway? Is it lightening, or lightning? I think it's lightning, without the E.

Some parts of the sky are orange, and some are almost white... relatively anyway, compared to the dark gray of everything else. I'm beginning to be able to see the shapes of clouds now. The ones in the distance are like the long rows of cumulus clouds that you would see in the daytime, but instead of blue there is an ubiquitous gray field behind them. Lighter shapes of clouds against darker background. But when the lightning flashes it becomes a negative image of itself. Heck, the negative image is probably the real one, because it's the one that's actually being lit up.

I'm wearing a backpack, and there's a 4-Loko in there, resting at the bottom and underneath all of my personal detritus. I can feel the coldness of it pressing against the top of my ass. Right there above the butt crack. It's beginning to become slightly uncomfortable. Yeah, it's a coldness right there, and every now and then it bounces as I trip over a branch or step into a depression or a hole or run across the highway. I'm thinking that I should just open the stupid thing and drink it. Problem solved. Right? Am I right? Or am I right? Am I right or am I right or am I right or am i right? I forgot what that's from. Some movie. The 'am I right' thing. Oh yeah! It was Groundhog Day!

Does anybody else do that? Incorporate a line from a movie, or a song, into your verbal expression algorithms to such an extent that it becomes an integral part of your personality? I do. Here's an example:

LOCK ZE DOORLS, AND HOPE ZEY DON'T HAVE ZE BLASTELS!

Yeah. That's a scene from Star Wars, with a fake French accent. That's an old one... I don't use it that much anymore, but it's part of my original repertoire.

Here's another:

Watchoo talkin' 'bout, Willis? I still use that one all the time. Here's another that's really vague. You definitely won't get it, that is, unless you've recently read 'The Drawing of the Three' by Stephen King. What it is, is that I call tuna fish 'Tooter Fish'. If you read the book, maybe you'll know what I mean.

There are tons more... but the weather is about to get me.