San Diego has its own form of crazy. Some of it is the California influence, but we have our own individual touch that we add to it.
A young woman just went past my window jogging with her dog. It is, as is usual for this time of year, a gray, cool morning. So she was wearing a down-filled parka, zipped up, with the hood up and tied around her face. She was also wearing short shorts and flip flops.
I'm more curious about the flip-flops than anything... how is that jogging gear?
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