DAMN YOU JOSH

For the past couple of years, I've gotten a call from my buddy Josh in New York around April or May, wishing me a happy sundress season. The bastard. San Francisco just doesn't have one of these. Or -- more accurately -- we do, but it only comes one day at a time, completely at random, nonconsecutively.

Which doesn't explain why, looking at the forecast for this week, which has a 20% chance of rain on it, I'm bizarrely cheerful. Maybe it's because we actually need rain, or because I just know that, like it does every year, this city will start to get amazing around July-ish.

Also: I updated the Dogblog for last month a week ago, and forgot to tell you. This was my bad.