On a warm spring day, I think this was probably in 2003 or 2004, I was standing outside with a colleague at lunch and we were looking west across the river. (this is a 100% true story BTW) I say to the guy, "man...what an incredibly beautiful day!" (It was one of those days that the sky was the deepest of blues imaginable and it was probably about 65-70 at the time) After a few seconds of silence, his response was "eh, look over the landfill...there's a cloud over there."
Sure enough, in the midst of a sky that was 99.98% clear...there was a single, small cumulus cloud to our southwest. One cloud. Perfect day. But he found that one cloud...
#wasitactuallyruinthatIwastalkingto?