Southern Californians breathed a sigh of relief this morning when they woke up to sunny skies and dry pavement. The storm front has moved through the Southland, and people are free to go about their normal business. Some, however, didn't immediately believe the circumstances. For that, we go to our intrepid correspondent, Trisha Takanawa. Trish?

Well, Steve, sprinkers are not like Santa Claus. They don't know if your lawn's been bad or good... or watered by Mother Nature, in this case. So, they turn on at a certain time because the clock tells them to. Unfortunately, many people's cars were still parked out on the street, and residents of many areas looked out their front windows this morning and saw their wet cars and wet sidewalks due to their hyperactive sprinkers. They assumed the worst and immediately retreated back into their homes in terror at the prospect of yet another day of rain.

Fortunately, their neighbors were able to coax them out of their apartments, condos and homes... an easy task, given that these terrified residents hadn't left their homes in two days, so they were running out of food.

All in all, L.A. has survived this latest debacle, and we're a little more prepared should it happen again. But not much. Steve?

Thanks, Trisha. In other news, a group of people were seen making asses of themselves along the Third Street Promenade in Santa Monica last night. Witnesses report that they "got a little crazy with the digital cameras" as they roamed the street, meeting up first at Gotham Hall, eating at Crocodile Cafe where one man bared his nipples to the camera, while a female got everyone in their party envious by intimating that she had "been there, done that, got the hookup" no matter what the situation.

The group proceeded onto Yankee Doodles -- a selection based on another man's claim that the place housed something called "hot women," but it was later proved to have a scarcity of them -- where they consumed mass quantities of beer and other spirits and discussed hitting on waitresses while playing fiercely competitive games of air hockey. Their night ended at Gotham Hall after several more alcoholic beverages and more hitting on the waitress, which was mostly done by the unmarried men of the group.

The organizer of the gathering has deemed it a success, despite her difficulty in playing air hockey with heels on. After their rampage, the damage toll has been calculated at 2 dead, 183 injured.

Coming up next, we'll have Tom on Sports tell us what a "good ol' fashioned trouncing" means. Stay tuned.