Recently, I watched the movie Lilo & Stitch, and it really made me want to visit Hawaii.

Not the real Hawaii that I could hop on a plane and go to—the cartoon version.

If it were a real place, I’d have to pay at least twice my alcohol budget for the month, fly overnight, get no sleep, deal with other stupid tourists, swim through humidity, and maybe get my toes nibbled off by a shark.

At least in the cartoon version, I get an alien dog thing or whatever.