It was a relief to see the fog slinking back to reclaim San Francisco. It’s one of the things you can count on this town. It’s unusually warm for a few days, have no fear our natural air-conditioner will reappear.
I was doing my usual couple of hours at the Pacific Heights pet hospital and resisted the urge to wear shorts (wore shorts the previous two days, that has to be a personal record). My weather pessimism was rewarded when that white/gray fluffy matter said “hold my beer, a few tourists are getting comfortable”.
It was a breeze riding MUNI while that Super Bowl game was going on. It’s a quieter experience. The football game didn’t interest me. Instead it made more sense to get ahead of the work. Additionally, there is the possibility I will be called for jury duty this week. That will be a day to day check in.
It was a nice relaxing weekend. The perfect tempo after a busy softball tournament in Palm Springs last weekend. I love the tournaments and I love coming down from them. Case in point: I dropped my luggage, sat outside, on the deck and didn’t move for awhile. Home is where the batteries recharge. It’s taken me a good portion of a week to catch up on all things non-softball but I had my tourtoise shell dialed to slow.
The Beard and the Cap 
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