I often defend Seattle when people say it rains all the time. I say, "Actually, it doesn't rain that much, it is just gray a lot." But this just in, my basement is flooded. And it is still coming down sick in Seatown! I've been carting 5-gallon buckets of murky business up my stairs to dump in the backyard all morning, to the tune of:
You're on your own, Seattle.
Don't come crying to me.