My weekend in pictures. I don’t have any photos from Friday night because apparently, I’m a professional chauffer, who drives a 13 year old kid back and forth to parties. 

Saturday, we took my buddies kid out fishing for his 14th birthday, he caught a nice sailfish, but the weather was nasty and the ocean got rougher by the minute. Once he puked, and my pal Dr. Skirtsteak puked, we came in. It started pouring too. Time for beer.