You didn't actually think I'd skip a day without having something to say about the rain, did you?

Uh huh.

It's on everybody's mind. It's bigger news than the Red Sox. It got so bad the other night that friends and I were actually laughing hysterically at the flummoxed TV meteorologist and his forecast of a "prolonged wind and rain event."

Did he actually say "hoochiemagawa" in reference to the rain? Yes, he did.

Anyway, as my mind continues its steady transformation into the consistency of cottage cheese with this weather pattern, I thought I might look into possibility of building an ark.

You know, just in case. Just in case it NEVER STOPS.

Hey, I like whitewater. Why not ride it out in an ark. Maybe catch some big waves.

You'd be welcome on board. In pairs, of course.