tryin' to catch the devil's herd, across these endless skies (repost from myspace)

january 8, 2007:

This morning's sunrise was barely even about the sun. the clouds formed a solid bank spanning the horizon-third of my sky. They rose, undulating, into a softly rolling chain of Kilimanjaros; their ridges highlighted with the snow of backlit glowing sky. Off to the west of my early-morning snapshot, was a jovian cyclone, posing little threat in the still morning sky. Then, and I didn't see this coming, storming across the cadet ridges, was a herd of steaming buffalo, the likes of which would make Johnny proud. The sun began to rise and tinted the whole scene pink.

The increased heat from our flaming gas ball heated the sky and caused the wind to increase, dashing my epic scene.
So, in light of which, I went to work, and had a Monday.