San Francisco in August

When I woke up a few minutes ago, I briefly considered turning on the heat to take the chill off the apartment but instead I just wrapped up in sweatpants and a quilt. I love August in San Francisco, when. on the average day, we struggle to make it into the mid 60s…

Yes, our daily high temperature in usually lower than the daily low temperature in much of the rest of the country. This is very sexy. And yes, it is the single reason I still live here after ten years…

And now, well-rested after my first really good night’s sleep all week, I will continue with the process of making space in the apartment for the next load of new electronic equipment, music, and clothes which will be arriving tomorrow…

Or maybe I’ll just go wrap up for a little while longer and watch TV…