Oh, there was a brief episode of sprinkles just before nightfall, but nothing since. Odds of some decent rain today are pretty high, though, and it's going to be moderately cold so there's also a chance of snow in the mountains, at least above 3000 feet. A bit more water to irrigate the crops with next summer, and maybe to help put out fires with. It's always nice to be able to put some water on fires. It makes the place seem very slightly less apocalyptic.
The popcorn has worn off, and I had no idea what else to fix, so I just grabbed a nearby bag of potato chips, and now I have downed about to days worth of fat and sodium in the last fifteen minutes. I should probably hit the hay before I do anything else stupid. I was tempted to take a nap last evening, but resisted, so I am getting sleepy now. And did I just write "hit the hay?" I did. I haven't said, or heard, that in ages. Whatever else may be going wrong in my life, at least my brain is successfully reverting to childhood.
But first there are damned dishes to wash.
I hope it will be raining when I wake up.