Since I've been down with the sickness, I have logged
an abundance of TV hours. The codeine haze and lack
of energy made doing anything requiring a vertical
stance impossible. And when all you can do is lie in
suffering, cursing the germs inhabiting your body,
a good Keanu flick is in order.
Let's be real. There's only one.
Yep, Point Break.
So enjoy this jam that may or may not have
anything to do with the football star turned surfing FBI agent.
Vaya con Dios, Brah.
-- A




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