True:
San Francisco has an undeserved reputation as a swinging town. Fact is, they practically roll up the sidewalks at 9 PM. So last night Mo and I, after an excellent dinner of too many gnocci and too much pinot noir, went to bed at 9:30. Something woke me up around midnight or so. There's a big walk-in closet connected to our bedroom, and as I lay there, half-awake, all the lights went on in the closet. I turned left, toward Mo's side, and all I saw was covers. So I said, out loud, "Mo, are you all right?" and then the bed shook.
So, what happened?
John