The Rain on the Plain is Mainly Insane

Rain? Again? Does it have to rain every day? Yeah, yeah, I know. Three things you can't do anything about: death, taxes and the weather. But it has rained almost constantly since March and shows no signs of letting up. This morning, they sent out ominous flood warnings. As much as three inches an hour could fall from the skies. Rain. Monsoon. Flood. Last time this much rain fell, Noah went out and built himself a boat. Don't mind me. Rain causes my joints to ache. Too much rambunctous activity in my youth has led to too many aching bones and joints in later life.

Rain? Again? Does it have to rain every day?

Yeah, yeah, I know. Three things you can’t do anything about: death, taxes and the weather. But it has rained almost constantly since March and shows no signs of letting up.

This morning, they sent out ominous flood warnings. As much as three inches an hour could fall from the skies. Rain. Monsoon. Flood. Last time this much rain fell, Noah went out and built himself a boat.

Don’t mind me. Rain causes my joints to ache. Too much rambunctous activity in my youth has led to too many aching bones and joints in later life.

Let’s blame it on George Bush. Why not? He stands about as much chance of doing something about the weather as he does something he really is responsible for.

Rain. Pain. Disdain.

The same old refrain.

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