Yup.
Last night, the rain started about the same time as I was typing that it might happen any minute. Then, just after 1 AM, there was a knock at the door. Being a deaf mutha, I didn't even wake up, but Lannie went to the door to find a young man standing at the door, so she shoved her .357 snubby up his nose and told him to go away.
He explained that his truck broke down a couple miles down the road and he had walked here in the rain (plus lightning and thunder and all that scary shit), so she let him in and he called 37 people, none of whom answered their phones and the one who did wasn't going to drive all the way out here, so he slept on our couch. When Lannie got me up this morning, about two hours before normal wake-up time, I met him and he was a very nice polite young guy. Eventually, he managed to get someone on the phone and they came out to help him with his truck. The weather was nice all day, but too wet to do much outside, and now we are having more thunderstorms. I hope no one else drags his ass in here because I am really tired and need to go to bed early.