Prometheus 6

Somewhat more than ten years ago, my amour of the era and I were in a park on Staten Island that didn't allow barbecues, barbecuing just like 15-20 other couples. We were talking and she said that cloud over there looks like a dog. I'm like, where, and I look where she points and I don't see no dog. I see a cloud. In fact, I didn't see any clouds that looked like anything but clouds. I suddenly realized how long it had been since I tried. I remembered doing it as a kid for fun, and felt a sense of loss upon discovering I had lost the ability.

This woman taught me how to see animals in the clouds again. The dog had turned into a rabbit by then. It's a matter of not being quite so clenched. It gave me more pleasure than made any sense. That's actually my favorite memory of her.

Of course I have not had a single cloud gazing session since then. And nothing in SCAN Bidness: Is There A Push to Push the MAN From Rainbow/PUSH Out? will make you think of puppies in the clouds. I just enjoyed the way they handled it more than makes any sense, and stumbled across the memory in the humorless yet inevitable self inquiry that followed.

And I recognize that, due the the title referring to the far side of the link rather than this side, this post will become lost. That's okay. But go read the thing, because it is funny.