Is rain scared of me or something? It hadn't rained here (i.e. on the coast) since May 6. This morning I set off on a ride to Springbrook which, under normal circumstances, is notorious for (among other things) rain, and lots of it (twice as much as the coast).
So of course, it doesn't rain on me today, but when I descend back to the coast, I find that it has been raining down here (admittedly not much, but it would have been better than nothing). How is that possible? Have I intimidated someone important? Am I to blame for the drought?
I am sooooooooo outraged!!!