My name is Amos.

This is me on the airplane.

This is me before the internet vanished.

My mother said my terrible behavior rendered her speechless.

Not me, I was full of words, I told her OUT and NO, maybe one million times?

She did point out that we were thousands of feet up in the air.

That was her problem.

I am airplaned out.

Anyways, she said that we all survived and that’s what matters.

Thomas said being on the plane with me was like death.

That’s a little bit dramatic.

I did see a baby with earplugs though.

I mean, really.

Anyways, I love Key Biscayne.

Maybe we’ll drive home.

Maybe if you share my mom’s blog, she will quit glaring at me.

Love,

Amos