Drunken Owls and Other Delights

While the rest of the country seems to be heating up considerably, here in the Bay Area it's been stuck in the low to mid 50s, and we're both hoping that we can get our share of the warmth as well. Yeah, I know, "coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in SF" and all that, but it's weirdly true here. Summers are when a cold front comes in from the ocean and stays here for several weeks, with Karl the Fog hanging over us semi-permanently (at least here in the west side of town), making everything feel like a miserable New England spring that never ends. It's almost the Fourth of July and I'm still wearing fingerless gloves to work.

I mean, it might warm up and the sun might appear near the end of the week? Maybe? You never quite know with this place.