We saw him slice a piece of couch cake and listen to the radio as loud as he could. He would dial for the phone when the phone was a regular phone. Such a corn rebel. I heard he likes to toss the water buckets in the fish tanks out of the island to see what kind of televisions he can catch. He only caught a small LCD. But who cares, right? The lemurs praised him for it and so did the sighing cirrus clouds in the heavens above. I met him in the middle of a football field during a swaddle warning. The sky was dark, mean, and nasty. Swaddles rained down from above like meteors. It was elating.