Discovering I was out of oatmeal, I sludged through the wet streets to the same grocery store. In another month, it will probably be freezing, so this morning seemed like as good a time as any to brave the wet streets. My glasses got soaked but they dried. I put my hot cereal and hummus to go with the pita chips I'm bringing as an appetizer to a party on Saturday. I'm not really looking forward to going. The Observer will be there. Once it starts, I'll be glad I went. I have a few days left to gear up. First, I need a coffee.