We had a little Marine Layer incursion this afternoon:
So much so that I couldn't see the off-shore cruise ship that was sloughing tourists into the market-space. But it was still mostly pleasant sitting on a log at the beach watching three varieties of sand pipers piping around while waiting for the maid-avoidance-timer to run its course.
Then I got part of the Walker wall-stall-avoidance sensors to work under generally ideal conditions. Followed by a dozen happy-hour oysters at Enterprise Fish Company provisioned by a bubbly-bartender who claimed to have brought the sun back downtown this afternoon on her way to work. Causation? Correlation? Serendipity? The guy on the next bar stool thought: Worth Flirting With disaster.
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