Reason 132

Rain. I'm not sure how it happened, but somewhere along the way Seattle became saddled with a reputation for being a place frequented by precipitation. My hometown doesn't see as much rainfall as a number of other American cities (hello, Buffalo!) and the rain we do get certainly isn't of the torrential downpour variety, so it's a bit perplexing that our claim to fame is weather. Oh, and Starbucks. Looking outside at this very moment, I see clear skies, just like yesterday and the day before that. Of course, I'd hate for people to get the wrong idea - it can get pretty wet around here. One year it rained for over 100 days in a row, and I think we are the only state in the continental U.S. that has an honest to goodness rain forest, so don't start planning a move here quite yet (we don't take too kindly to strangers). Since I grew up in this legendarily rain-soaked city, I am accustomed to getting spit on from above. Unlike folks in southern California who scurry inside upon seeing the first raindrop, people around here simply throw on some REI-approved gear when it starts to mist or sprinkle or pour and then they get on with their lives. Nothing would ever get done otherwise, I guess. So, Jason, if it ever starts to rain when we are galavanting around town I will simply turn my face to the sky and soak in the incredible feeling of being baptized by the universe, then pull my hood up and soldier on. I may not like pina coladas, but I definately don't mind getting caught in the rain. Hopefully, you don't either.