What up y'all.
I rode over a whale shark while kiting and then life started getting good. I almost hit its tail, looked down, and saw the enormous spotted back inches below my fins. Surreal.
The ingrate decrapped my rig... good riddance. Suerte, amigo.
A dog chose me and a local woman chose to pay the vet bills. Last night, Maestra spent her first night on my boat. She did great.
If you don't know what "MAESTRA" means you really should have paid more attention in Spanish Class.
And then the best news of all came in today... so stop meddling... check YOUR OWN head.
None of ya'll are in any position to judge me.
Anyway, I'm straight. You'll see.
Much love.
MAX