I could use a Rain God

And as he drove on, the rain clouds dragged down the sky after him for, though he did not know it, Rob McKenna was a Rain God. All he knew was that his working days were miserable and he had a succession of lousy holidays. All the clouds knew was that they loved him and wanted to be near him, to cherish him and to water him.

Douglas Adams, So Long and Thanks for All the Fish

I’m doing my rain dance. CHA-CHA-CHA.