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Ahoy and avast, me book-lubbin mateys!

September 19, 2008


For ye land-lubbers who do not be savvy o’ th’ ways of the sea, today be Talk Like A Pirate Day.

I do be sadly far from th’ sweet siren song of the fathomless blue, yet the call of the tide be in me heart (shriveled and black and piratical though said heart may be), an’ I would rank among th’ lowest o’ scurvy jacks did I not celebrate my Brethren today in proper pirate fashion.

Hence, I do be reading My Bonny Light Horseman: Being an Account of the Further Adventures of Jacky Faber, in Love and War, by L. A. Meyer. Jacky Faber do be but a sprit of a girl, but she do be having all sorts of nautical adventures, and thus far, is on her way to England to swing from a gibbet for treason and piracy.

Of course, the fates do also have in store for me much consumption of grog, and mayhaps some swinging from the yardarms.

How be ye celebrating, me hearties?

4 Comments leave one →
  1. September 19, 2008 3:42 pm

    I’m going to try to talk hubby into watching Pirates of the Caribbean with me tonight.

  2. September 19, 2008 10:30 pm

    I consumed some grog earlier this evening meself, in the company of some fine piratical friends, and later shared some of me bookish booty on me blog.

  3. September 19, 2008 11:12 pm

    Nicki, you’re so creative!

    And I was already in awe of your haiku reviews!

  4. September 20, 2008 1:48 pm

    Ladytink – Those movies tend to be my DVDs of choice when I come home slightly tipsy and need to stay awake and drink some water… For some reason, drinking rum makes me want to watch PotC. :)

    Memory – sadly, grog consumption for me last night was limited, since I’m hopped up on Advil and am doing my best not to give myself an ulcer. Hopefully you did better!

    Shana – Hee, thanks! I’ve always had a soft spot for anything nautical, which includes pirates… and as no one I knew was hosting a Pirate Party this year, I needed another excuse to break out the eyepatch and pirate-speech. Hard to type with a hook for a hand, though.

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