This summer I took a picture of these clouds. Actually, I have a digital camera, so I took 3,785 pictures. After deleting 3762 photos, I noticed something rather shocking.

If you scan the photo very quickly with squinted eyes that are blurred by computer overuse, you will see the outline of a potato chip in the clouds. Not just any chip, but a kettle fried chip. You know, the kind that are all crinkley  and disfigured.

When I told my neighbor Lestor about the find, word got out. Lester must have a lot of relatives. The photo went viral in the Goshen News and Wakarusa Tribune. Suddenly people began showing up at my house to see the actual photo of the potato chip.

In the last week, over 18,000 pilgrims have showed up at my doorstep to view the potato chip photo. Campers are parked on a 5 mile stretch of road leading up to our house, neighbors are selling tickets to see the photo, visitors’ dogs are barking their brains out 24 hours a day, and toilet paper is blowing everywhere.

This is out of control.

Yesterday, a guy appeared at my door wearing a t-shirt proclaiming, “I SAW THE POTATO CHIP”.

People are kissing hand, my computer, and my pantry doors.

I’m just glad that I didn’t see a NASCAR in the clouds.