I don’t know what the weather is like where you are but in New York City it’s raining terribly. I can only assume that all of the tears cried over The Fault In Our Stars this weekend were reabsorbed into the atmosphere and became precipitation. I expect salty rain drops to keep coming for as long as the film is #1 in the box office. Rain is my least favorite weather, sometimes it’s gorgeous but it mostly feels like a nuisance. It’s always the worst when no matter how large your umbrella is your pants get wet. Moisture is one of the Universe’s little evils. Damp jeans are worth moving to the desert over. It’s time we rethink the umbrella. It’s basically been the same for, like, 100 years. Designers have finally begun to get creative and some of these designs are totally dorky, yet when I think about how uncomfortable my wet socks feel, I’d rather be a dry dork than wet and trendy.