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[plonq]

It was preternaturally dark out this morning when I crawled out of bed.  I assumed that, in spite of the weather forecast, it was overcast.

I was partly right.  The sky was filled with a haze of smoke, presumably from some of the fires up north.  The sun was really pretty - like a flaming tangerine hanging in the sky.

Hello Plonq, this is your brain speaking.  Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you.  It's been awhile, hasn't it?  Anyway, to get to the point, please don't stare at the sun.

(Quickly-averted gaze.)

Ooooh... but it's so pretty and orange.

Hello, brain again.  That whole "stare at the sun thing" - bad.

(Quickly-averted gaze again.)

But it's so big and orange and comparatively dim.  I bet if I look hard enough I can pick out a few sunspots.

Maybe if you had the binoculars... ack!  Now listen up, stop staring at the sun!

Aw brain, you're no fun.

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I've seen pictures of such lightings. There's nothing left
afterwards.

At one event, the Fire Dept. stepped in and asked them to stop
as it was technically playing with explosives... :)