What? I am flabbergasted. Rain? No way. I don't buy it.
Oh, wait...that's right...it rains every single day here in
From here on out, the only thing I am rooting for this season (and next) is the worst (best?) drought in New York's history. I want it to be so dry that the weeds growing in between the cracks of the sidewalk spontaneously burst into brush fires. I want livestock Iif there is any in Kings County) to be so thirsty they migrate south, in search of water for survival. I want deforestation and desertification on a biblical scale. I want the "Bull of Heaven" to unleash a wrath not seen since the epic of Gilgamesh. I want our next game delay to be because of a dust storm, instead of a thunderstorm.
You get the point.
If anyone knows a good shaman who can do a reverse rain dance, tell him to look me up. I'll try almost anything at this point to never touch the tarp again.