Such a rainy Saturday. So hard to get motivated. I mean, there was nothing to look forward to except rain, rain, and more rain. I tried, I really did. I hung lights. And I drank a toast to the season. But it was looking pretty bleak.
And then, from the streets below, the tinkle of bells. Not the usual rattling heard from the homeless crack addicts that litter the alley, but real silver bells. And the sounds of "Ho, ho, ho!" instead of "Shut up, ho', and gimmie ma money back bitch!"
It was the San Francisco Santa Pub Crawl walking right past my door. Well, window. And it cheered me. It brightened my day to see so many Santas - hundreds, I think. Literally.
Next year I'd like to have some friends to do that with, because they looked like they were having some SERIOUS fun out there. Rain or not, they were feeling the holiday spirits.