I woke up yesterday to another great day in the city: sunny, warm and just all around awesome. Miss J had several options forr me for our day together; I picked the North direction. As we headed towards the GG Birdge I noticed enormous amounts of fog pouring in from the ocean and what appeared to be San Fran's natural air condioining kicking in. A little irritated I put on a sweater and we commenced over the bridge wich was engulphed in a heavy fog that eclipsed the towers. All I could think about was how I would have much rather had lunch on my roof than spend the afternoon freezing my ass off in the mysts. As we passed the second tower and I laughed at all the folks in shorts, wind breakers and a miserable expressions on theri faces only to be suddenly arroused by the sudden sight of blue. I've lived in S>F> for many years an I am still shaking my head at some of the weather here. As soon as we cleared the tunnel into Marin it was hot; I should know this and shouldn't be a total pussy about seeing giganto walls of fog coming through the Golden Gate and cutting off the city from the noorth bay.
Anyway the day was marvelous once we got into the sun again, good food, good beverage and a little sunburn.
Good Times