Here’s a little taste of tonight’s dinner. Ann, Noah and I were sitting together at the Greek Olive. We were at a window booth looking out into the parking lot.
Noah: Oh my God, it’s snowing!
Geoff: That’s flurries Noah.
Noah: No, look it’s sticking. It’s on the cars. That’s snow.
Geoff: Flurries.
Noah: No, it’s really snowing.
This is what happens when you allow San Diegans (San Diegites?) to move east where there’s actual weather. They just can’t handle it.
Basically tonight is like early October in Buffalo. Live with it.