The other day on Muni a family of three comes on board. A teenager, a mom and a dad. The mother was dressed in a filmy tank top, and what looked like pajama bottoms. The dad has a huge pink fanny pack, and the teenager was well listening to her Ipod and looking otherwise depressed (typical teen). San Francisco is not warm in the summer and the Mom's outfit was probably too cool for Mexico. And I did not get it at all. Until of course I was getting off at the same stop, and heard that they had English accents. Oh, they are English, they don't know better. Amazing how a cockney accent cures all.

As for my boobs, you will have to wait until tomorrow. Sorry, I am such a bitch, I know.