Cumulonimbus

Yesterday I learnt that clouds are actually categorised, based on their height and composition. I'd always thought of clouds as nature's Magic Eye - given enough concentration, and a bit of luck, you may see a 3D image form from a random gathering of water droplets and ice particles.

Today, I see impending rain.

Good Morning

Work has a strange way of making you feel guilty for taking sick leave. I've never really quite mastered the etiquette of a post-sick leave day. So far I've figured that gratuitous coughing really isn't the way to go, nor should I be beaming like sunshine or from a healthy tan. I try to look as pasty as a brown man can, say as little as possible about the past two days and just ask a lot of stupid questions about how work is and who won the footy, even though it is the off season.

Doctor's Certificates don't mean much these days, and I wish that there were some contraption to prove sickness, like a breathaliser.

Sir this is a Random Sickness Tester, RST. Have you been sick the past few days?
Yes.
Please state your name and address to this machine.
M A and I live at...

*beep*

OK. Have you got your papers?
Here's my Med Cert...
Thank You Sir, enjoy the rest of the working day. Your workmates will no longer think that you spent yesterday at the beach.
Thanks. Carry on, Officer.

I stood outside a building today, next to a giant For Lease sign. I'd love to have a photo next to it. It read:

* For Lease
* Excellent Opportunity
* Great Vantage Point
* Short-Term Possibilities
* Bargain
* Highly Sought After

It would be the start of a photographic work that I would name Signs.