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PotD: something…blue?

If I keep up this Photo Of the <insert time frame> thing, I’m going to have to come up with something better for the post titles.

Today was another long day of running errands, etc, with my mom — I’m not complaining about that or anything, in fact I really appreciate the time we’ve spent together lately. Just not much opportunity for “interesting” photography when your shopping/sitting in doctor’s offices/visiting people/driving around. Or maybe there is, I’m just not able to see it. Yet.


In any case, the weather was absolutely gorgeous. Highs in the 80s, winds out of the east at 10 mph, broken clouds in an incredibly blue sky, no rain falling but the taste and smell of it in the air: the kind of weather that makes animals and people alike restless. My favorite kind. This was taken in the parking lot of Hasting’s — picked up Sweeney Todd.

Armageddon Approacheth

[we really did have a “real” (however debatable that definition may be) entry planned for tonight — but Mother Nature intervened, and Weather Geek took hostages. Send Help.]

So: The End Of The World…or not. Only a honking huge stationary Low — but ye gods: damned if the little fucker isn’t impersonating a hurricane way too well. Observe (and yes it’s MY dotcom so I can inline images to my heart’s content, so get over it, you broadbanded freaks):

Seriously. How awesome is that? I mean, if shite like that would form a little further south of that line, and then stick around for a day or two, like this guy — the apocalypse really would turn up; in the form of “And Lo, The Heavens Opened, and Raineth Holy Winds upon Ye Cursed Trailer Parks of Old.”

As it stands, The Powers That Be have reported >60kt winds and >12″precip (read: snow).

Anyhow, if you’re interested - that above is saved off the satellite from tonight’s 02Z, so here it shall remain for all posterity’s sake: but loops and text-of-the-moment are here (Sioux Falls, SD station info) and here (East US IR loop).

Assuming the Winn Dixies and Wal-Marts of the big square states hold out the bread-and-water supply, and all turns out well: cool.