Standing on a san francisco sidewalk is slightly less dangerous than standing in traffic. Slightly. Happily, what sf locals consider coatworthy is balmy spring.
Has caffeine. I really like the air here. My skirt suffers from the wind but not my modesty as the wise wear shorts also.
Ran into Hachi at the Butler & the Chef. The whole internet needs lunch.
Concept from lunch: mini-me clone of bradfitz. Discuss. Preferably with photoshop.
Riding the Muni. Fun! My knees are cranky with me from all the hills, but otherwise it is a good kind of tired. I am on the M train bound for Balboa Station.
Yet again, amberfox rescued my lost ass when I went the wrong way looking for the bart station.
Dear young man in the Balboa St station, when I say I do not want to talk to anyone, this does NOT mean you are an exception, nor is this time to offer backrub.