It’s a rainy night here in Santa Barbara. Do you know how rare that is? Well, it is. We don’t get much rain here, and it’s caused all hell to break loose.

My poor parents. Apparently, my home phones chose this rainy evening to go kerflooie. They won’t ring. They work, but no ringing. And when I got home tonight, not knowing this, I forwarded my cell phone to my home number. (I do this so I can put the cell away, and still answer calls made to it.)

So they couldn’t reach me, and got worried, and showed up here at the Sky Condo in the cold and drizzly night. Sorry, Mom & Dad! … Got a guy coming Wednesday to fix it.