Mark Twain once said "the coldest winter I ever saw was the summer I spent in San Francisco." Well, apparently he wasn't around last night, when the temperatures dipped down into the 30's here in the city. Not bad for December, eh Mark?
It's been cold here. Really effing cold. And call it what you want. A mini El Niño. A big North Pac front. A San Franciscan summer-- It's hard to escape, and it's hard to set foot outside.
All this isn't so bad when it's time to retouch a ton of work, tho. Lots of hot coffee. Lots of hot tea. Jazz music. And some polaroids-- taken from the safe, warm confines of a vehicle, of course.
Enjoy... and stay warm.
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