Cloud Computing Now
Cirrus: Updating Facebook status to “evaporating”
Altostratus: Trying to find smoking baby footage on YouTube
Cumulonimbus: Searching Monster.com on keyword “precipitation” and frantically clicking on company home page link as boss walks by
Cirrocumulus: Still waiting in eBay Live Help queue
Stratus: Registering on Twitter as “therealstratus” since “stratus” is already taken
Cumulonimbogenitus: Googling itself
Funnel: Trolling the Storm Chasers message board
Cumulus: Creating fake postive reviews for its self-published book on Amazon.com
Nimbostratus: Looking for last Thursday’s cute warm front in Craigslist’s “Missed Connections”
Altocirrus: Planting acorn squash on Farmville and frantically clicking on company home page link as boss walks by
Mammatocumulus: Checking its latest score on Ratemyvapor.com
Cumulostratus: In the middle of an edit war on Wikipedia’s “List of Star Trek: The Next Generation episodes”
Stratocumulus: Wondering if the Web has lessened its ability to reflect; then live-blogging Jersey Shore on Gawker
OMG, Totally love Mammatocumulus! The puffy little underbelly of the supercell! Springtime in Texas baby, and the last thing you will ever see is horrible/beautiful!
As for cloud computing…I think I like your version better than the real one. There’s a little Altocirrus in us all! Thanks for the laugh!
the last thing you will ever see is horrible/beautiful!
“The Last Thing You Will Ever See” would make a terrific title for something. (And, for that matter, so would “Horrible/Beautiful”–maybe your first solo exhibition!) And there’s something strangely moving in the idea that this last thing would be a huge, puffy pair of cloudy knockers. Mother Earth carries you back home.
As for the “cloud” … I already think it’s insane when people basically expose their entire lives online, often in excruciating (to me) detail, and revel in the lifestyle of a goldfish. But the idea of storing your most important/valuable information “out there” in the ether … well, nothing can possibly can go wrong, can it?