Weird-looking sky to the east...

Appears that some weather-related spirits are unsettled, by the looks of the sky over the Cascade Mountains. It has that silvery gray syrup boiling over look. Now I must venture out for a run.
Onward into the evening.
Now I'm going to bed with Don Quixote...on the heels of tearing up Helprin. I'm such a dominatrix.