So my favorite bloggers in California are taking stock of their possessions to see what the wind left.
Meahwhile, I'm sitting here in Brooklyn, it's nighttime, and I have all the windows wide open. Fresh air in January?
Even found myself thinking it would be a really nice night to paddle. Warm, quiet, and clear. Stars (the entire set of 37 stars that you can actually see on a moonless night in New York City were out, spectacular!) and everything. If I had only gotten out of work earlier, like this guy.
It IS still January, right?