Two hours ago it was sunny.

Half an hour ago, it was raining hard enough to fill up the entryway to DCUSA (With people trying to escape the rain, I mean).

Now the sun is coming back out.

Normally, I wouldn't care too much, but we got my company's Nationals tickets tonight, and they're the newly upgraded seats with access to the Stars and Stripes Club, whatever that is. Last time we tried to go to a game, we got rained out. And tonight the game is delayed an hour and a half, but is scheduled to start at 8:30. So we're cooking dinner (read: I sautéed some vegetables and now the wife is putting them on a pizza) and getting ready to give the game a shot.

I find it a little ridiculous that I've had tickets to two games this month, and both have been affected by rain. Although while the first game was one that I chose months ago, these tickets were handed to me this afternoon because no one else wanted to go. Perhaps the weather report had something to do with that.

In any event, John Lackey is scheduled to pitch for the Angels tonight, and he's having a fantastic season (When he's not on the DL) - his 0.92 WHIP means he's pretty much not allowing any baserunners. And while Vlad Guerrero is having an off-year by his standards (.289/.348/.506), he's in the middle of a 13 game hitting streak.

There are probably going to be some Nationals players involved in the game, too.

At the wife's request, I did not take the bus this morning. She might not have made the request if she had, as I did, gone outside to take out the trash. If she had taken out the trash, she probably would have decided that it was raining too hard, and that we should take the bus.

But she didn't take out the trash, so we walked. For those of you not in or near DC, it's been raining for a while now, and things are starting to flood. Not serious floods, but minor property damage and hydroplaning cars kind of floods.

So, we bundled work clothes and lunch and whatnot into bags, put on our raincoats, and set off.

It wasn't as bad as I had feared. There weren't that many people walking, so there weren't too many umbrellas to avoid. Umbrellas and puddles are the scourge of the city rain walker. Especially those giant golf umbrellas that take up the entire sidewalk.

So I arrived at work, slightly damp but okay otherwise. I changed my clothes, and realized that my backpack is not entirely waterproof. The two things that got wet - my laptop power supply (Although not badly - I wiped it off and it's fine) and my brown socks. So now I'm wearing brown slacks, brown shoes, a brown belt, and little white athletic socks. Oops.

Perhaps the brown socks will dry, or perhaps I will just wear these all day. Only time will tell.