Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Wet Times
I never consider my office particularly cozy except during those rare San Francisco storms, like we had yesterday. Black skies, drenching rain, flooded streets, the whole thing. And there I was, looking out from the sixth floor feeling smug. Then, by the time I was ready to go home, the clouds had rolled by.
It's a sweet life.
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ReplyDeleteThis storm must've been such a shock to you. Isn't the weather always mild in San Francisco?
An experience I'm sure!
-Dean