It’s a soaking-wet day in New York, with a steady downpour that’s forecasted to last the whole day. Far from optimal conditions for someone who’s got client meetings to flit to and from all day long.

Is it just me, or does it seem like there’s no such thing as a “normal” rainy day anymore? Specifically, I can’t remember the last time I’ve experienced a rainstorm without moderate-to-heavy winds being in the mix. Today’s no exception — it’s far from hurricane strength, but there’s enough windplay going on to swirl the raindrops all around, making even the best umbrella coverage only iffy.

It wasn’t always this way, was it? My memory’s failing me on more and more things these days, but I could swear I remember rainy days that didn’t practically assault you.

I’m thinking we can chalk this up to another manifestation of global weirding.