Amtrak doodles, San Diego (Solana Beach) to Los Angeles (Union Station).

Wishing sometimes that we could have functional clamshell MacBooks.

Beverly Hills much?

Amos would be late to school again that day. He could already feel the switch across his palms, but just couldn't bear the thought of one more crushed shell on the pavement.

Incredulity.

"Bonjour mees!"

Creepy-but-well-dressed man at the airport bar.

"Désolé."

I do not own any of these characters.  Copyright Disney... something something.

If I get a takedown notice, fine, but I'm not selling these.

I do not own this character.  Copyright Disney... something something.

If I get a takedown notice, fine, but I'm not selling these.