Shorts in January

As I went for a stroll in Chinatown yesterday, I noticed everyone -- but me -- thought summer replaced winter this year. The ladies showed some skin. The boys did, too.

It topped 70.

Today, thankfully, the weather gods have returned to their senses. It was in the low 50s. I still ran in shorts, but it was a chilly one. And they're forecasting low 40s as a high for Wednesday. Yes!

Anyway, this really ins't the point of my post. My point is to mark the fact that I've in here for more than seven months. I move back home in less than five months (for now). And in six months, I get hitched. Wohoo.