Because dudes, San Francisco is COLD. Not that going to Bloomingdales was a chore, but I actually had to buy a sweater. And it’s almost August.
But, I’m here. Lovingly ensconced inside my hotel. Warm in my covers. Enjoying my unobstructed view of concrete and listening to sirens. Ah, the city. Meanwhile, I’ve just heard that back home, the cats are sleeping in my clean clothes. Preparing them, I’m sure, for my return.
More tomorrow. Which, by the way, is the release date of THE WILD ROAD. Gargoyles + amnesiac women + murder + Rictor + Koni + the origins of Dirk & Steele!