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Visionary Weather 03
Visionary Humor and Mystic Imaging in Weather Satellite Photos

Man Looks into Wichita Bird's Mouth.
(3a) "A Little Bird Told Me".
Man from East Looks into the Mouth of a Wichita Bird.


Grad Cap Camel appears as School Begins.
(3b) A Grad Cap Camel appears over WSU as Fall Semester Begins.
Perhaps the Camel-Grad look signifies "Ablah" Library at WSU where this page was produced. I was reading Fantastic Voyage on advanced life extension methods that day by Ray Kurzweil and Terry Grossman, M.D.. Terry's medical clinic is headquarted in Colorado, hence the grad-cap appears over Colorado, possibly. See The Frontier Medical Clinic Newletter.

Midwest Snake follows Tits in Arizona. 'Look for the girl with her head in the clouds and she's gone...'
(3c) Midwest Dog-Snake Follows Tits in Arizona like the Spirit of Monty Python.
Now this vision comes just as I realize I have been invited to Tits Boulevard for a meeting with high school people (I don't remember what they look like) at the 007 hour of 7:00 PM, knocking on their door without a phone number available for phoning ahead. The original map I got for finding the site had me arriving on the other side of a huge drainage ditch, from which I would be unable to pole vault across in time to the other side from North Shore Boulevard, so that if I followed the original hand-drawn map, the joke would be on me in the first place. But I looked it up on Google, and the house was on 150 N. Bayshore, marked "Bayshor2" on the map I was given that would have run me all around Robin Hood's Barn. On the Google & MapQuest maps I looked up, the house was on the tip of a busty knocker in the curving road on the opposite site of the Big Ditch! My mission was to make up web pages for a North High class reunion.
"It was 40 years ago today, Sgt.Pepper taught the band to play.
They've been going in and out of style, but they're guaranteed to raise a smile,
So may I introduce to you, the act you've known for all these years..."
(Free Midi Version)
I had to beg off. Too many nuts are trying to take my town for me to be sanguine about strange excursions in the middle of the night. I had to apologize through the email and via my cell phone to the guy who gave me the original map, and call off Abbott and Costello Meet the Ghost of Tits Boulevard. It looked too much like a trap I was sleepwalking into like a dumb snake hoping to meet some of the old North High gals again, just like you see in the above Weather Vision. I hope I didn't do myself out of a great party by being too cautious. Shucks.

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