Joz and Sean may have reported hearing thunder last night, but out here in the Valley, I have not been so fortunate. I haven’t been paying attention to the weather forecasts lately, so I was rather pleasantly surprised to wake up to the sound of water droplets falling from the sky.

What is this? Rain? Sure enough, as that Garbage song goes, “I’m Only Happy When It Rains,” so I hopped out of bed, got showered and dressed, and grabbed my umbrella and raincoat.

But then I couldn’t hear the rain anymore. Had it stopped? Dammit, I was hoping for a free carwash! I hopped online and realized that even though it didn’t seem to rain that much, it had already left its mark on the Southland. Yup, accidents galore. Thank you, ass-clown drivers, my faith in the stupidity of humanity, for not knowing how to drive in the rain, was restored.

And that morning commute is going to suck (and of course today had to be the day that I chose not to carpool to work).

UPDATE: Ah, what is this? It’s raining again!