“You must not blame me if I do talk to the clouds.” ~Henry David Thoreau.

I know.  It’s been four months since I’ve updated this pitiful blog of mine, and what do I come back with?   A post on clouds!   But stick around.  You may actually like it.

Here’s the deal…

My wife and I were in our car last weekend when we came across the most awesome display of clouds.  She’s a cloud-lover.  A regular student of clouds.  She loves naming the different types of clouds.  And me?  It takes something special for me to get all gaga over clouds.  I like ‘em as much as the next guy, but that’s it.   These were different.  These were clouds that made you realize just how small we are.

So out came my camera-equipped Blackberry.   (Click-click.)

Cirrocumulus or altocumulus? You decide.

Of course, it was just a matter of time before we began discussing what type of clouds these were.   My wife insisted they were stratus clouds, but me being the reporter that I am, I wanted to be sure.  The following Monday, I took my photos to News 4 Chief Meteorologist John Cessarich.   Surely he would know.   He’s geekier than my wife (love ya, John) when it comes to clouds and other weather-related things.

How many cloud types? One or two?

John said there are two types of clouds in this shot:  Cirrocumulus and altocumulus.   To prove his point, he showed me a website that lists more cloud-types than I remember from fourth grade.   If you can’t find your favorite cloud on Weather Whiz Kids dot-com, you live in a different solar system, I’ll tell ya!

So where is this going?

Nowhere, really.  That’s pretty much it.  But this post has afforded me the opportunity to show off my cloud shots.    Like this one:

Major, major clouds.

I was so excited by these shots, I even created a “u local” account on  WYFF4.com, where I uploaded ten of them.   Remember, as Judy Garland once said, “Behind every cloud is another cloud.”

Whatever that means.

Wha-?

Class of 1980.

For those familiar with the 1971 film by writer-director Stanley Kubrick, I can assure you I was not part of vicious teenage gang that committed random acts of brutality.   Oh no!   I just thought the get-up looked cool, especially the cane.  A chick-magnet, fo sho!

Posing in mom & dad's front yard.

But this is what happens when you offer your prom pic to the TV station for its Prom ’09 campaign.   My, how prom fashion has changed in 29 years!

Maybe that’s a good thing.

Ya think?

A Clockwork Orange.