Shiny bird/My calves hurt

Do you think the horse crushed Cole Porter's legs because of his debaucherous existence and his untoward treatment of his devoted wife? I've turned yet another movie off.

Michael slept in this morning as well, so we went for our 10k many, many hours later than everyone else. Coming back we hit Grand Boulevard and the sun was just sinking beneath the clouds, casting a pink pall, rays of luminance over the city and the sea.

We were able to enjoy it for perhaps thirty seconds before the sun slipped behind the clouds and then below the horizon.

The only vantage point for this view was where we hit it, roughly 19th and Grand Boulevard. The timing was exquisite.

Michael said, "I got this for you for your birthday".