Disaster!

Say, remember this?

Well, that nasty business, with the water pouring out of the sky every single afternoon, evening, and night, until I swore to move to the Gulf Coast where it was bound to be drier, because you know how I am about the humidity--that nasty business never stopped. No, not once.

If you doubt me, I can introduce you to the newest residents of that arroyo pictured at left: The DUCKS. All night long you can hear them quack-quack-quack, except for that one night when we heard a coyote howling instead. For some reason the ducks were awful quiet that night. But I mean, ducks. Ducks in the arroyo. Swimming and everything. What in the damn.

So the rain never stopped; I just quit complaining about it, because two days after I posted that picture, I read in the local paper that we were actually having a drought. "Hmm," I said to myself, "I think rain is supposed to be good for droughts. I'd better shut up with all my complaining about the raining."

I learn now, however, that we are officially out of a drought and into a Federal disaster:

The head of the U.S. Department of Homeland Security’s Federal Emergency Management Agency (FEMA) today announced that federal disaster aid has been made available for the State of New Mexico to help people and communities recover from the effects of severe storms and flooding beginning on July 26, 2006, and continuing.

And of course tomorrow's forecast is for a 50% chance of heavy rain all day long followed by a 50% chance of heavy rain all NIGHT long, followed by a 60% chance of hey-we're-not-kidding-about-the-rain forecast for Sunday.

This state, man, this state just can't win.