the secret life of bags

i just found a dime in a bag that has never been to america with me (and as far as i know, i've never seen or had a dime since i left america), i wonder where else the bag has gone without me?

you never know with leather bags. they look like they're always out for adventure.

watching the wheels

often my favourite driver because of his calmness, sense of humour and quirkiness, i found him on this particular seat one day and couldn't resist snapping a shot.

tmail

while chatting with a friend, she wrote:

so you can open your blog but not your tmail?

haha tmail - i mean gmail!

you should register tmail as a domain

this is my belly laugh for the day. (my name begins with 't')

it's raining mangoes!

this is certainly something new! :)