Nobody has put in an order for an Ark with propellers as of yet.
It is raining, a lot. But then, that’s what happens when a Tropical Depression slowly moves over the area.
It gives all of the transplanted news reporters a chance to put on slicker suites, rubber boots, and wade around in water while pontificating about impending doom. It also gives stupid people a chance to see if their car will float.
It’s Houston. We live in a reclaimed swamp, on the coast. You take the bad with the good.