There’s a girl in a puffy, puffy jacket sitting in front of me. I use the phrase “in front” loosely – there’s a 15″ laptop screen between her back and my flying fingers.
A puffy jacket!
This is Palo Alto, where, excepting the occasional heavy rain and flash flood, the weather rivals that of San Diego’s.
Hell, if I can survive with only a sweater, her puffy jacket’s overkill.