Can dick cheney control the weather?

Yes.
Beautiful day.
East on rt. 220.
Sun all day.
A subtle tail wind too.
Make a right and south on rt. 487,
just shy of casper wy.
Wind turns and follows me.
Lovely.
Just lovely.
A nondescript wyoming road with another nondescript wyoming road intersecting on the right.
cheney
reads the mailbox.
I wonder...
No,
couldn't be.

Wind picks up,
sky begins to darken.
Sun is swallowed by storm clouds that rose from no where.
Wind whips around and blows dead on.
Stronger...
Stronger ...
Stronger...
Storm clouds start cruising in from the west.
Bolts of lightning strike the ridge to me right
Thunder.
Rain.
Driving rain.
Ominous clouds begin to form directly above.
The lightening grows so bad that i abandon ship and seek refuge in the ditch.
How close is too close when it comes to lightening,
i wonder.
cheney you bastard.