Heatwave
I'm not sure exactly what happened, but all of a sudden someone realized that we live in California and turned on the heat. Outside. This is a pretty big shock especially since San Francisco summer weather consists mostly of fog and cold that make London seem like Club Med. I like the heat personally, but it was getting somewhat ridiculous. The air had taken to travelling into one's nostrils like a plasma, thin tendrils of highly ionized gas coursing a channel through the center of the nostrils. Outside, the warm air embraced the casual observer like a fat aunt and wouldn't let go. Luckily this is not the infernal heat of Arizona so there was some respite in the shade. Then as quickly as it started it was back to business as usual - at least in San Francisco. Just in time for my brother to visit on Wednesday.