The heavens are draining,
it's raining and raining,
and everything couldn't be wetter,
and things are so bad
that we ought to be glad:
because now they can only get better. (Piet Hein)
At least until Irene hits...
That reminds me of the well-worn joke: "I was depressed, and they told me, "Cheer up, things could always be worse." So I cheered up, and sure enough - things got worse."
Dang it, Rev beat me to it :-)
Piet also said, ( with a line drawing of a bare-chested buxom babe holding booby-shaped fruit) "I love excess of fruitfullnes, Let other fools pay more for less." I like Piet.