Well, having given this a lot of thought, my Opinion this week is... I'm wet. I'm wet, again.
Every time I open the door and walk outside, I get wet. My feet are wet from walking through the grass to the mailbox. I sit down in a chair to remove my wet sox, and a wet cat jumps into my lap.
My hair is never curly, but it has started to curl. I haven't looked, but I think my teeth have also started to curl.
If you don't wear glasses, you have missed the profound annoyance of being unable to see better through drenched glasses than without them.
If your son is in Little League, you will sympathize with our son, whose team has been unable to make up the games that were postponed due to rain, because it is still raining.
I swear I saw the grass sneer and stick out its tongue and mouth the words, "I will choke the life out of your lawn mower because I am long and I am wet."
I don't think the flowers are just drooping. I think the flowers are depressed.
It's so nice for the mold and mosquitoes. At least somebody is happy. I guess I just lack a sense of aqueous humor.
That is my Opinion, this week.