So I had this dream last night; finally a decent, sunny bay area day to lure my poor, ocean deprived butt down to Baker.
I set shop with my recliner lounger and towel, ditch the clothes, get my sunscreen on and fire up the IPod. I stretch out and drift off.
I wake up fighting for air and find that the Tribe folks have come and placed a giant censored flyer over me...
I set shop with my recliner lounger and towel, ditch the clothes, get my sunscreen on and fire up the IPod. I stretch out and drift off.
I wake up fighting for air and find that the Tribe folks have come and placed a giant censored flyer over me...