That awkward moment you wake up to one of the loudest explosions you've ever heard and think it's probably just the local nuclear power plant having a meltdown.
And then you remember what thunder sounds like.
And now it's raining.
In southern California.
I know. I know. I should either go play the lottery or go to the gym and try one of my bad pick up lines.
Choices. Choices.
Reader comments
Simone: “Nah, you should be outside dancing in the rain.”
Zero: “‘Hey! It's raining! Care to go outside and dance with me?’ Oh yes, I can make this work.”
Chad: “You just gotta be ready to make good on it if she says yes.”
Kimberli: “Your next line could be, ‘Have you ever heard a thunderstorm from the inside of my car?”
Zero: “That made me groan, Kimberli. It's perfect.”
Kimberli: “Mission accomplished! ;)”
Rebecca: “It doesn't rain and/or thunder in southern California?”
Zero: “California is in the midst of a very serious drought. Rain is very rare, let alone thunder showers.”
Catherine: “Just remember to be humble.”
Zero: “Someone got offended with my ‘huge ego’ on Google plus because I was talking about how humble I am.
“So I'm not sure how to go about letting people know I'm really freakin' humble at this point.”