Where the Beach Boys Are

After picking me up from BART and on the way uphill to my parents' house, Charlie turned on a few songs from the Beach Boys, an old favorite of his once upon a time while he and I were driving through suburban Jersey locales.

Pet Sounds is certainly appropriate listening material on an unusually warm-so-it-feels-like-high-summer day (for May) in the Bay Area. It was in the mid-to-high 80s but, as Jim noted, it was (literally) a cool breeze when he and Charlie went bike riding in the afternoon down by the bay or rather -- why not call it what it  is? -- the ocean, Charlie's old, old friend.