Alex was meeting some people for a small gathering at San Francisco’s Baker Beach yesterday, and asked if I wanted to come up, and even though it was maybe a little silly to do an hour of commute each way for a three hour gathering, I couldn’t resist the beach invite. I don’t know what I love more, forest or beach. Very hard to choose. Something to think about for retirement…
(Note for tourists — Baker is a nude beach, so although most people I saw there were clothed, there were also some naked folks. Welcome to San Francisco. 
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