Boy, it has been raining all day!

I had to drive out to Santa Monica for meeting. I would say out of the 1 hour and 15 minute drive, 70 minutes of that involved hydroplaning. It seems that most of the flooding happens around an intersection where my light is red and my little Honda's exhaust pipe is 3 ft. under water.

I had my trusty black, slightly Goth umbrella and I walked up and down the Third Street Promenade. The wind was strong, but my umbrella never turned inside out. That is a big fear of mine, because nothing is more dorky than a fool with an umbrella turned inside out in the driving rain. It's like a grown man chasing a hat that the wind is blowing away.

I stopped off at Barney's Beanery to get a much needed tall iced tea and a side of cheeseburger. I believe I was the only customer in that entire place because the rain had a kept the delicate people away.

I can't be the only one that has noticed the proliferation of regular brewed iced tea being replaced by a fruity passion flavored iced tea. I can drink it, but I don't like it. I like it when a waitress and gives you a choice, "Would you like regular or passion ice tea?"

I'll take the passionless ice tea!

My waitress today was so cute, she looks just like Natalie Portman. If Natalie Portman had a slight case of Down Syndrome. I know that may sound harsh, but this chick was still doable! And I believe it would make her try harder to please.

I got her laughing really good. When I paid the check, I did it with all $1 bills. She said that was a lot of $1 bills, so I told her I couldn't help it, because I'm an exotic dancer.

She laughed way too hard. Then I felt kind of bad, like why couldn't I be an exotic dancer if I applied myself?