We’re baaaaack!
Normal blogging should resume shortly. Meanwhile I’ll post one more shot from my trip out West — a sweet coffee shop we found at the end of the birthday party that wasn’t (more on that later, perhaps).
While I’m regrouping, what fun or exotic or mundane things are ya’ll up to this summer? For extra challenge, try to use to a song title as your headline. Example:
Chills and Fever (Tom Jones)
I may be headed for weather-shock fever or some other ailment; San Francisco was chillier than I remembered. In fact, not one but two people alluded to Mark Twain’s evidently famous quote that the coldest winter he had was a summer in San Francisco. I tell ya, folks, with the fog they get, it’s not all that far from the truth. I’d sure trade Brooklyn’s mugginess to be shivering there again, though. Phew! Fever indeed ...
While I’m regrouping, what fun or exotic or mundane things are ya’ll up to this summer? For extra challenge, try to use to a song title as your headline. Example:
Chills and Fever (Tom Jones)
I may be headed for weather-shock fever or some other ailment; San Francisco was chillier than I remembered. In fact, not one but two people alluded to Mark Twain’s evidently famous quote that the coldest winter he had was a summer in San Francisco. I tell ya, folks, with the fog they get, it’s not all that far from the truth. I’d sure trade Brooklyn’s mugginess to be shivering there again, though. Phew! Fever indeed ...
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