One of those mornings

One of those mornings in a good way.

These days the sun is actually up when I get to work.
So I can actually see that I am here in San Fransisco.

The golf cart sized street sweeper was making a pass down the sidewalk, mitigating the pee smell.

I could see the nifty torpedo trolley rattling up Market.

There was dramatic lighting splashed across the TransAmerica building, or whatever they call the pyramid looking building these days.