Stop the presses. No, seriously, I was writing another post, stopped and took a Diet Coke to my dad out in the drive way with raindrops falling on and all around me. RAINDROPS. He left, and I just stood in the driveway for ten minutes, befuddled by all this water from thousands of feet away. I want to go out there again. I feel like I’m in the Skylark part of the Sarah, Plain & Tall trilogy. Where are you, Glenn Close, Christopher Walken? Let’s clasp hands and dance in the soggy grass!