I Am the Rain God

My slothful delay of the roadtrip worked out to my advantage: apparently I missed a lot of bad weather on my route by not leaving Tuesday. When the Weather Gods learned of my little deception, they gathered their will around me to display their displeasure. I had just enough time to help my brother mow grass today, before the heavens opened and disgorged torrents of much needed rain. The locals recognized my arrival as the cause of the precipitation and ordered a party in my honor later in the week. They probably knew it was birthday, anyway.