Several yeas ago I was at a baseball game (back when I was living in Kansas City) and was sitting down in box seats. It was an overcast summer day with the chance of rain. It sprinkled a bit in the first few innings but really came down in the 4th. They covered the field and we were in a rain delay, but since I’d been out in the rain prior to the delay, I’d reached the saturation point where it didn’t matter if I was still out in the rain or not. It was too late to head for cover. I knew I wouldn’t get completely dry until I got home so I figured, what the hell. If I’m wet, I’m wet. That’s how I felt today at the park. There’s always that time where you just tell yourself, “Deal with it.”