Charlie Brown was right

Rats.

Robyn and I were planning to go to the Cannons game this evening, but it started to rain. We took a quick look at the weather radar, and there's a nasty line of thunderstorms moving through, with more following. Robyn shifted into plan B mode, which was a run to the video store. Her taste in movies runs towards chick flicks and lame-ass comedies, which I can't stand. So what will I do? Laundry. Rats.