It Sometimes Rains in Southern California

Walking from my house to the truck yesterday morning I had an unusual experience.  Cold wet droplets were falling from the sky!  The sidewalk was slippery, my scalp quickly felt as if I'd forgotten to dry my hair after a shower.  In the dim recesses of my mind I recalled that this is what rain is like.  "Surely this is some cosmic sign from Keanu Reeves!", I thought.

As I drove to work, it became clear that others were as flummoxed as I by this unholy rainfall.  'Run, go faster, find shelter!' was written across the faces of my fellow drivers. 

Wetness continued to drop from the skies throughout the day.  But there were non-believers in our midst.  Returning north on I-5, a Honda driving miscreant before me chose to tempt the fates and spun out of control.  The wet weather deity commanded that this non-believer be reminded of his foolishness with custom bodywork created when the Honda struck the center barrier. 

Chant with me "rain is good, rain is good"...