They were here tonight. Lurking in their cumulus siege towers. Everyone felt them -- breathing down our necks, throbbing in our ears, and spitting in our faces. It was actually rather pleasant. One was rumbling about his pyromaniac relative who was incidentlly corroborating the report by gleefully tossing firebrands in our direction. Another one was flat out bawling -- giving us a freaking shower. Or maybe it was some puckish fountain mouth spewing on us. In any case, it was a fun little storm. We started a fire of our own and roasted up some smores, which made them cry the harder. Meanies I know...what can I say? But against jealousy, the gods themselves struggle in vain.   ¶ 11:05 PM