Blog like a pirate:
Avast me beauties and take heed! A stiff wind and strong hull’ve brought me ashore of the Blogisphere and I find the tide again’ me. May as well kick off me boots and spin ye a whale of a tale or two.

That is, today is National Talk Like a Pirate Day and I find myself inspired to begin fleshing out the blog embryo I conceived of lo these many months ago. In honor of the day I would like to offer you, my loyal reader, some thoughts and ruminations on Pirates, Piracy and, yarrrrgh, Talk Like a Pirate Day.

Ahem! Pirates. A nasty, smelly, brutal and dangerous group of men who do truly still exist. Alas that the AK47 is so much less romantic than the short sword and blunderbuss. Movie pirates are dead sexy. Real pirates…and you’re dead.

Piracy. Ok, ok I did copy my brother’s Run DMC album. Stealing is bad. I’m sorry.

What I really want to share with you is how we observed Pirate Day this year. By the way, this is an annual event held on September 19th. Go ahead and mark you calendar, I’ll wait…. Hmmmm hmmmm humm de dummm….. la laaa… Come sail away come sail away come saiiiil awa- you’re back?! Ok so, because I work at a real job now I was unable to spend my entire day talking like a Pirate, however the best thing about today being Friday is that I was able to plan a delightfully Piratastic evening for my spouse and myself. On the radio? Barenaked Ladies’ Born on a Pirate Ship. On the TV? Master and Commander: The Far Side of the World. On the stove? Spaghetti and Meatballs. And what Pirate celebration would be complete without a mug o’ hearty grog? I recommend an Old Coordinates: the perfect blend of civilization and swashbuckling hedonism. We ended the evening, like many Friday nights watching baseball. Mets v. Braves. But they break my heart so my spouse put on the Astros game for a minute to get the taste of defeat out of our mouths. Who was Houston Playing? The Pittsburgh Pirates, of course!

Until next year me lads I wish ye fair skies and a furrowing sea. Onward to blogging and victory!