Tuesday

San Diego in September

Is brutal.  Eleven months out of the year, we have wonderfully perfect weather.  And then September rolls around and it's hotter than the devil's dick. 
 
 
 
It's almost 90 degrees every day, the humidity is off the charts, and no one has air conditioners.  I seriously enjoy coming to work because I'm getting paid to sit in an air conditioned building.  
 
It was so hot on Sunday I was dripping sweat laying naked on the bed in front of the fan.
 
With Lenny. 
 
 

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