20100128 "Little Cloud" I remember my father taking a lot of photo-graphs of us children when growing up. But he didn't have very good vision. So most of pictures were of the sky. Later, I learned that I wasn't really a boy, but a little cloud... ...with legs. But I didn't have any knees. So when I walked, it was always in a comical fashion. And of course, my father would often confuse me with the sky. It was on that day that I ceased to be a little cloud. I became Little Cloud: Defender of freedom, destroyer of all cameras. Few were called, but everyone who called was chosen. So that part was fair. Some say it wasn't the camera's fault, that I was just born a cloud with legs. And to those people I say, please, stop reminding me. Be glad I'm taking my aggressions out on cameras. When the time came to the float free, I would rain down justice upon my victims.