At the risk of sounding oh-so-arrogant, you can blame me for our recent lack of rainfall.

I take drought with me wherever I go... and when I leave, it starts to rain. I swear.

In 1989, I graduated from college and within a week moved to San Francisco. It didn't rain in the Bay Area for the next five years. Honest to gosh, it didn't. In 1994, I decided to move to Denver, and as soon as the decision was made, for sure for sure... it started raining and caused all sorts of upheaval. Remember the house on Telegraph Hill that slid off the hill in 1994? I did that.

So, I moved to Denver. And thus begun another drought. I was here 12 years and pretty much the entire time, the city of Denver was in a state of water emergency (the Blizzard of 2003 not withstanding). I left in 2005 to be a Southern Belle in Alabama and whaddya' know? Snow Snow Snow Snow - crazy snowy winters the two years I was gone.

So, I arrive in Alabama, a few months after Katrina. In the two years I lived there... not one hurricane came anywhere near the gulf. And of course, the Deep South was in one of its worst droughts in history.

I came back home to Denver in January, and whaddya know? It hasn't rained in what? Like a month? Two? But Lower Alabama has barely seen the sunshine this summer...

So, I guess my next stop should be the midwest, eh?