Oh I love the rain. Or, I certainly did love the rain before events occurred to make it a suspicious substance falling on a vulnerable populace. Thanks to Fukushima Dai-Ichi Nuclear Power Station. We are living far from the place, but the wind blows and the rain carries dreaded radioactivity with it. And now we are entering the Rainy Season ! What a wonderful thing ! How many micro-sieverts do you have on your shoulders, on the caps of your shoes, on the bicycle you didn't quite cover, but will have to use this week?
I'm not singing in the rain, and the rain is no longer just the rain.
I'm not singing in the rain, and the rain is no longer just the rain.