It has been 3.4 hours, according to your Star Trek wristwatch/cellphone/web-browser/tricorder, and you are beginning to suspect you might have wasted your Friday night sitting in the cold, with nothing more than a damp ass to show for it. (Damn sprinklers.)
Still, you read in men's magazine "Plattitude" that artistic girls are easy, and you know this valuable journalistic source can be trusted because they were able to provide a list of the top movie stars' underwear colors. Maybe the key is that you need to find something to do to pass the time quicker...