I awoke in Pearl City early Sunday morning to the sound of the howling wind and roaring rain of Tropical Storm Lala. I immediately went to check the outside of my house to see if anything needed my attention. Finally, I circled around to the front, where I saw the Sunday paper at the edge of the sidewalk. Surprisingly, it was completely dry even though its plastic bag wasn’t sealed. Given the circumstances, it would have been understandable if t…