I am always caught by surprise by the fact that one can get sunburned at places other than the beach. Apparently if you just stand in the sun for a few hours - no matter where you are - you get burned.
As much as I complain about how devastating it is to have a brother who is made of liquid cool (like the antagonist from Terminator 2, only instead of metal, it's awesomeness), I can take solace in the following fact:
At least he's not Justin Miner.
Justin Miner, friend of my brother since high school and beyond.
Justin Miner, brilliant writer and casual man of letters.
Justin Miner, fashionable Los Angelite and alumni of USC.
Justin Miner, his girlfriend is a model.
Justin Miner, lead singer of Fight From Above
If he was my brother I'd probably just become a hermit and live, scruffy and booze-sodden, in a cardboard box somewhere remote and out of the way.
I'm not sure whether to be relieved or disappointed.
I also like this cover they do! (Of this song by the Ting Tings!)
Oh Justin Miner, once upon a time I beat you at Super Smash Bros Melee after you practiced in my shed.
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I dunno if your brother is liquid cool... maybe more of a gelatinous cool. Semi-solid cool.
Justin Minor, though, that shit is amazing. I think I'm in love.
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