I'll bet you anything I can write a decent novel, with a good, entertaining story, and never once mention the clouds. I'm not interested. Skip the clouds and get to the fucking. The only story I know of where clouds were important was Noah's Ark. And I don't appreciate being put on hold and being forced to listen to someone else's radio.
Soft rock is an oxymoron.
Furthermore, it's not rock, and it's not even music. It's just soft. I'm tired of being unable to buy clothing that doesn't have writing and printing all over it. You see some asshole walkin' by, and he's got on a fruity Dodger hat and a Hard Rock Cafe T-shirt. Of course you can't see the shirt if he's wearing his hot-shit Chicago Bulls jacket.