Michael sent me the stand-up routine this quote is from, which is why I giggle so hard at that picture. I want some rain. We had some sprinkling last night, and some absolutely fantastic lightning (it covered half the sky within my sight at times) and thunder, but not enough rain to bother lifting a hand to cover my glasses. Phooey. And this was at 2 AM, mind you (cramps prevented sleep, so I went and roamed about the city). Now it's all sunny. Yargh.
At least, it was when I wrote that. Now it is some seven hours later, and I drove around for a bit following a nap where my brain was trying to kill me (about six or seven suicide dreams, one after the other. Lovely. Thank you, brain.)