It's a beautiful day in

It's a beautiful day in San Francisco. Fucking gorgeous. I have to keep reminding myself that this is a rare occurance and it's OKAY that we moved away. Can I get through a post without using the word fuck? I guess not.

So welcome to the new visitors and thanks to those of you pointing surfers this way. Tip-o-the hat to Crazy Tracy (and she calls me whacked? me thinks she needs to up the dosage) and The Urchin.

As soon as the Giants kick the Yankees ASS (currently 3-3 bottom of the 3rd) I'm off to enjoy the sun and the city, and force myself to remember that we did the right thing (rinse, repeat as needed.)