Noah? hey Noah! i want you to build an ark!

my normal 25 minute commute home took nearly an hour today. it was raining so hard, streets were flooding; traffic lights were out; and even with my windshield wipers set to "so-fast-it-looks-like-they-might-just-fly-off" (and let's face it, when you need to use a setting that high, it's really just a futile effort at that pont) i still could only see watery distortions of the vehicles in front of me. half of which did not bother to turn on their headlights. am i the only one who follows the "if your wipers are on, your lights should be too" rule?

and then came the mad dash from car to front door. i don't know why i bothered running. when it's raining this hard, it doesn't matter if you're in it for three seconds or three minutes. you still look like a drowned rat.

now if you'll excuse me, i'm dripping all over my keyboard. i think i need a towel.