I’ve spent the afternoon indoors, mostly, but San Francisco is hot today. Up over 90 degrees. Felt great during my run this morning, when it was probably a few degrees cooler, but this is startling. September is often the best month, weather-wise, but what a contrast to the hurricane season lashing Florida right now. I may eat my words, but I’ll take earthquakes. The anticipation won’t get you. I hope the family I have scattered on the eastern seaboard of Florida comes through without too much disruption, beyond the obvious evacuation.