The rain is neverending. For some reason, I find it ironic. I think it has to do with growing up in drought-stricken southern california. I mean, sometimes the water people told us to follow the age-old adage, "If it's yellow let it mellow, if it's brown, flush it down." And in some areas, you could only wash your car on Tuesdays!

Now I'm watching news reports about overflowing resevouirs and saturated ground creating mudslides and snickering inside my head. Don't we have no water? Am I allowed to take a 45 minute shower? Will the water police (seriously, they have these in Palm Springs) come and GET me??