To those saying "Enjoy the sun": To those whining about the rare sprinkles of rain or the few cloudy days: My learning curve isn't flat like yours is, so I wouldn't need my 12 years here to perceive the weather patterns. One is sufficient; sorry about the pimple at the top of your spinal cord. I've already predicted 90 percent chance of scattered whining. The fucking sun shines every fucking day in this fucking desert for seven goddamn months, and apparently you are psychotic enough to hallucinate that it is a rare thing. Get a bunch of you psychotics together in a shared hallucination, and you all reinforce your hallucinations in a big cluster-fuck. I'm pretty sure a psychologist specialist in hallucinations would tell me that even when I call you out, it won't snap you back into reality.