22 going on 45

Mondays ... can we please finally stick it to the man like we say we gonna do? Human beings are not meant to work eight hour days, five days a week. How are we ever suppose to see the fruits of our labor? Well, at least this aint Jamaica and we got like, five jobs. Anyway, enough of that.

The Bay got to see some snow this past weekend and it wasn't up the nose of your best friend Saturday night. Kids in Oakland were collecting the ice off of scrapers and hippies in Santa Cruz were melting the stuff for thier bongs (bad joke, I'm sorry). I got some great shots of Downtown SF from my roof at sunset yesterday:
















Have a great day! Stay dry!
HC