How could I have been so foolish?

Who knew--I could have ended the drought at any time! But somehow, I had forgotten the simple fact that whenever I go into Athens for any kind of activity that requires me to drive home after dark, something dire happens to the weather and I end up creeping home at 35 mph in gusting winds, impenetrable fog, fearsome lightning, and pouring rain.

I would describe my wonderful Friday evening to you, but it turns out my friend J has already done an excellent job.