When I let it rain here it arrives frozen, either white and fluffy or clear and clingy. I hope the soil out there can handle the wet, we enjoyed driving around in the hills and admiring the ingenuity of the builders making a gulch into a building lot. I personally soaked up a gallon or so Sunday at Pomona. I imagine the officials in the warm dry tower saying, oh boy we better let the spectators go, they're going to get soaked in a few minutes.