The best way to deal with an early Saturday morning thunderstorm is to pour a second cup of coffee, add a generous helping of Irish cream, and let the lightning and thunder rage on outside.
I need to take a shower, and I should be doing chores, but the rain is telling me to wait.
One should always listen to the rain. Unless, that is, the rain is telling you to strip naked and run through the neighborhood playing a ukulele. I won’t make THAT mistake again.
Albert Arthur Allen’s “Nude with Ukelele”