sixty-nine!

Yup, it is January, and yup, it is nearly 70 in Boston. I've seen many things in my day - negative 20C in Leningrad, snow in April - but never anything like this. Oh yeah, we demolished the 1913 record of 63F. Sweet.

Susan and I walked through Cambridge, across the Charles, into Beacon Hill, through the Common, and into Chinatown. We ended up at a hot plate place, and had a heck of a dinner. Susan tipped them really well, but I dunno - all they did was give us the raw ingredients!