A place for my photos and thoughts and stuff.
Two stories plus of weird and wonderful.
Is he about to hand over the gift because you’ve been good, or chuck it at your head because you’ve been naughty. His expression is so hard to read.
Santas from many lands showing off their wares…
A towering structure full of good cheer and an air of strangeness.
Crystal Court used to be the part of South Coast Plaza that had stores too swanky to even bother window shopping. Now it’s the more “normal” side of South Coast Plaza.
Pyramid of pointsettias!
Reach for the stars!
…it rained. But only once. The end.
No friendly arrows directing you how to leave. Just a dystopian cement wall of despair.
Getting artsy at Bolsa Chica Wetlands.
…perhaps more of a burger.
On a related note, I saw a sign that would be perfect for Alfie just to carry around…
Just in case you were forgetting what time of year it is.
Some cool retro owls and some guy who saw me taking out the trash in my pajamas.
…although I *might* stay away from that apple in the back.
I’m in camp Aubrey/Maturin, but I have enjoyed all of the Hornblower books I’ve read so far. I can’t believe C. S. Forester is buried in the town I lived in for 25 years, and I never stopped by to say hello.