Sometimes the whole head-in-the-clouds concept sounds great, those big fluffy clouds are almost like a pillow to rest your head and dream your troubles away. But sometimes you get these whisky clouds that-although are very beautiful- hopefully snap us back to reality. I mean, you can't sleep on those clouds. And now is not the time to be lollygagging with your head somewhere else, whether that's in the sand, the clouds, or . . . well let's just say I need you to be clear-headed and focused. Contact your legislators and let them know your head is right where it needs to be-all up in their business-which is your business. And no more of this monkey business. We've got some elitists that are playing us for chumps and there's absolutely no way we can stand for it. And it's still okay to look at the clouds . . . I think that's where all our personal info is now.