I have been smote!

Not to be confused with smitten... which I am -- I'm a smitten kitten, but that's another matter altogether.

No, dear readers, I have been struck down be the hand of God (Sheeit, whatever) in the form of the next Great Flood, because I made the mistake of wearing... *cue dramatic music*... the pants. Yes, the infamous grey pants that become miraculously see-through when they get wet. I have the power to make it rain with the simple act of wearing these pants. And believe me, it POURED this evening. I was minding my own damn bidness, rockin' out in my car on the way to Wal-Mart (I know, I know, bordello of EEEEVILness, but there really isn't anywhere else to shop 'round these parts) to procure goodies to send to Texas in my stead for NG-LezFest 2004, when what to my wondering eyes should appear but a BLINDING TORRENTIAL DOWNPOUR. I couldn't see a damn thing, and worst of all, it drowned out my music! It's a good thing Wal-Mart emits more light than entire third-world countries are capable of generating, or else I would've missed the exit! Because this particular Wal-Mart was probably built over top of what used to be a wetland full of happy plants and animals (yes, the plants were happy, too), the parking lot tends to FLOOD rather extensively when it rains. So by the time I'd waded into the store, my skivvies were pretty much on display for all to see. Grrreat. I won't mention what I bought, but I will say that it was a strange combination of things, made stranger by the fact that I also picked up a few grocery items for myself, and I got a lot of weird looks from people... but, to be fair, that may have been because I was wearing see-through pants.

WHY ME???