Cloud Visions 88

A Raccoon Sniffs at the Greenwood Research Tree.

Of course, this may have to do with the raconteur's story about "The God Tree" in Cloud Visions 86. Today I worked on spelling corrections in Supernova Vignettes after a little bird whispered in my ear that the customer would prefer his order scanned for mistakes. Over the years I have made a number of errors that I have fixed as editions came out, as listed in spell.html. Before the tree in the above image formed, it resembled a broom, perhaps because I was sweeping the book clean. Of course, if the book is late for Christmas, it's How the Greench Stole Christmas. I used to show my spelling errors over an image of a crocodile coming out of a hole on Mars, but switched to another background today after making the corrections. Also, I got an email order for The Effects of Thermonuclear Weapons today along with an order for Thermonuclear Fusion in Stars, 2nd edition, which may explain the raccoon. Orders for the old weapons effects book are rare now, because the government offers a nice one, and because so many of mine turned up in used bookstores easily investigated online, cutting sales to the manufacturer.

A 'gin joint' of Marijuana and Sex....a classic combination. Press for related essay.

Marijuana "Gin Joint" near Kansas.
On a line of sight between a Mexican Big Nose and East Atlantic Buns.

For the last several hours something like a hand holding a twisted marijuana cigarette [2, 3, 4, 5, 6], sometimes with another hand pointing to it, has materialized South and East of Kansas. To me, it seems to be a response to the only change for two days in my home page: "Of all the gin joints in this town, why did you have to come into mine?" was added to the Erotic Hots Study Guide link on my home page before I moved it today to the end of the guide. This seems to me to probably be another typical "I see you, do you see me?" mind-mirror signal test from the cloud cover. Both Cloud Visions and Weather Visions series studies of the cloud cover seem to show such responses to the last entry in the associated on-line journal recording cloud cover images and "signals". Here the hands holding the bent "gin joint" marijuana cigarette seem to emanate from territory where marijuana is legally available in Canada. I haven't been smoking it lately, however, so the mind-mirror signal is not apparently imitating my behavior, but merely a line I added to my front page.
Audio: Subterranean Homesick Blues by Bob Dylan.
"Johnny's in the basement Mixing up the medicine I'm on the pavement Thinking about the government..."
Alternate Number: Incense and Peppermints by Strawberry Alarm Clock.

Nebraska Ghost catches Busty Figure just as I display one.

Press for a vision of Jean as an exotic dancer in an '88' nightclub act or studio photo around Christmas 2004.

I was browsing a men's magazine when I thought I saw a new, improved, bustier and better-than-ever version of my old girlfriend Jean from 1987-1989 performing exotic dancing in a nightclub or posing in a studio photo as a super platinum blonde "Greyhound Bus^t". She helped me onto a Greyhound Bus back to Wichita after my car was repossessed in Tampa in 1989, about the most sentimental split I have ever gone through. She gave me a reel of song she had recorded for the occasion. I couldn't stand to leave her for a job in another city until everything fell through. We'd been dating for more than two years. I felt like I'd been dumped on the South Pole of the Moon. We wrote back and forth extensively until 1990, working on the next step, when she sent me a pink slip at Telos Federal Systems. Anyway, I saved the exotic dancer or "Queen of Outer Space" studio photo resembling Jean, built a little web page around it, and showed it to a friend of mine on the net. At that time, the weather pattern suddenly shifted to an image of a grinning Nebraska ghost inspecting a couple of spectacular Kansas City dancer torsos.

Audio: On Broadway from All That Jazz, directed by Bob Fosse.
"The single women treat you fine on Broadway. I'll take a Greyhound Bus for home, they all say. But they're dead wrong, I know they are, 'cause I can play this here guitar...and I won't quit 'till I'm a star on Broadway..."
Also play: Everything Old is New Again.

I recently acquired Bryce 4 and Bryce 5 with Christmas money from a friend, and then the ice storm of Jan 4, 2005 hit Wichita, Kansas, covering many trees with thick ice that collapsed many branches and limbs. Bryce 4! On Jan 5, the ice was a half an inch to an inch thick on trees, which had been sprinkled with crunchy snow after the main ice storm. Bryce 5! By the afternoon of Jan 6, the sun was melting the snow off the trees, but I still got a few photos of the strangely frosted trees. Jan. 1 had been like a Spring day. It could have been rice from heaven for Jean and I.