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Saturday, September 13th, 2003 · No Comments

Jen and I stepped out of our cavelike apartment this morning at about 10:30 to take the dogs for a walk. The sun was shining so brightly I could barely see. I quickly dove into my car to seek respite from my sunglasses. And damn is it hot. According to Yahoo Weather it’s currently 83º and could hit a high of 92. Summertime in San Francisco has arrived.

September and October are the hottest months here and the past few days have reminded us that, despite spending the official summer months planning our wedding and getting married, we still have a couple months of San Francisco heat to enjoy.

This is one of those rare days when we are appreciative of living in an apartment that doesn’t get direct sunlight and stays cool. Yes, we are wimps when it comes to the heat. That’s what happens when you live in San Francisco, where it’s normally about 55 to 65º year-round. Sure, I grew up in Sacramento, where it’s supposed to hit a high of 101 today, but I’m glad I don’t have to put up with that kind of ridiculous heat anymore. I like my moderate climate.

When it comes to the heat, our dogs our wimps, too. Here’s what happens to them when they’re hot:

Stella pants

Leave me alone, Happy, I’m fucking hot!

Who? Me?

I wear a foil helmet to deflect the heat

(All photos were taken in last night’s heat, except Foil Head Happy, which was taken August 13, 2003.)

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