Unlike the Euros and Brits, we’ve actually had a couple of rainstorms here in Plano — to be precise, one yesterday and one the day before: nice, long soaking rains.
Did all that cold water falling out the sky actually change anything?
You silly rabbits. This is summer in Texas, where all the rain does is make the temperature go from 120F (oven) to 118F (sauna). I hate both; but I also didn’t win any of the recent lottery drawings, a pox upon them, so that little clifftop shack in Bar Harbor, Maine is still off the table.