I enjoyed my li'l evening with The Bride of Frankenstein at the theater last night, but the single greatest horror aspect of it all was the drive there and back. The nor'easter was still dumping water on us after 24 solid hours, and oddly enough, the tail end of rush hour traffic wasn't bad, and the main roads I was on were fine...but it was irritating beyond measure. I've said before that driving in the rain at night is my second-to-least favorite kind of driving (the winner, of course, would be snow or any kind of icy precip), and by gum I'll say it again.