The Thing That Ate San Francisco

This is the Golden Gate Bridge:

Or part of it. Not sure if you're aware, but there's a lot of fog in San Francisco. Who knew? It's cool and eery and pretty fun sometimes. Other times it's just cold.

Watch your back, Dick Cavett!

This was spotted on the curb in our neighborhood. Apparently, someone is setting up for their new talk show. . . and they're beaming it back to the '70s. Tonight's guests include a guy from Pixar and a guy from Clif bar.
Sadly, Ziggy Stardust couldn't make it.

It's Kind of Pretty Here

Karen finds herself distracted a lot in her new office. The problem is, they're located up pretty high in a building in the Financial District. The views are pretty amazing. This is what she sees from a very popular conference room:
Window 1

 Window 2

And these were taken on a cloudy day . . . imagine her problems concentrating when it's sunny out? Fortunately, that's pretty rare around these parts.

And we're back.

Sorry for the gap in posts. We'll try to be better. In their absence, the Burgs had a wasp problem. No, it had nothing to do with familial guilt and obligation -- actual wasps. Insects. The things were building a nest inside the screen door. Luckily, Erik had recently procured a better camera.

Yes. That's between the screen and the glass door. Building a nest, on the inside of the screen door. Wasps are pushy creatures. They can't help it.