I’m sick. Like, fever and everything. Totally legit. I’ve spent the day huddled on the couch, staring at the clouds.
So, let’s all think back to Saturday, when times were simpler, my head didn’t feel like a sloshing bowl of pea soup, and it reached a shocking 79°F in San Francisco. We biked out to Ocean Beach, along with the rest of San Francisco.
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How’s that for a transition, huh? Asterisks. Since I can’t put a sentence together today, I want to hear from you. Yes, you. Hi. No, I really mean it: you. Drop me a comment/email and say “hello.” Or let me know if you have any questions about San Francisco that need answering. I’ll try to answer the best I can.
