I decided to drive to work today, because the forecast called for showers and downpours. The day began with a thunderstorm at 4 a.m., though the rain had diminished to drizzle by 6:30 and humid haze by 8:00.
As I sat in the driver's seat, I felt the stupor of driving overtake me. It seeped up from the upholstery, turning my entire body and brain into one giant, untoned gluteus maximus.
It'd better pour this afternoon.