HOT?

San Francisco's summers are marked by fog and temperatures in the high 60's (on a good day). Mark Twain famously wrote that the coldest winter he ever spent was a summer in San Francisco.
In my youth, my friends and I would get a good chuckle from the tourists shivering on the Cable Cars. They thought they were going to California. Silly monkeys.
Yesterday and the day before brought temperatures above 80, 88 at the airport (but that's in California). It was very warm, single layer weather if layers were worn at all.
I was unfortunate enough to catch the local news whose lead story was, of course, how hot it was. The stories were written and reported by persons who obviously have not spent much time in the city because they were all agog over the sudden shift from fog to clear warm skies. Anyone who has paid attention over a year or two will have noticed that San Francisco experiences typically California weather in September and October before descending into a prolonged Fall until Spring.
I remember the first days of school after Summer Vacation being beautiful days of balmy weather. This is normal for San Francisco.
Yes, normal. Perhaps an odd word to describe this infamous city of tolerance but even oddities attain normalcy.
I've been back here a month, riding the buses and street cars, walking about and yesterday, the second day of plus 80 degrees fahrenheit, I saw more cranky and belligerent people than during the previous month. Normal. Some shops closed early, "because of the heat", others, without air conditioning, had borderline surly clerks.
Today is 79 with a nice breeze. All is well again. Normal.