Yesterday it looked like rain, but only a little mist came down even though it was warm and muggy and dim like the moments before rain.  Those fat gray clouds just didn’t have anything to give us.  A Library colleague from the IT Department came in the West entrance pushing a cart full of computer equipment.  When asked, in bright hopeful tones, “Is it raining?”  he answered with a pitch-perfect bad news report. “No.  It’s constipated.”