Ahoy, me buckos! I hope ye be havin’ a terrific weekend. It’s International Talk Like a Pirate Day, one o’ me favorite holidays!
I be crazy busy terday. This mornin’, I did slide ’round on the ice in a fair attempt at lookin’ like I knew what I were doin’. Fell on me arse a coupla times, but that goes with the territory.
Later this eve, I be joinin’ a fair number o’ fellow Doctor Who fans fer the premiere o’ Series 9, starrin’ everybody’s favorite irascible Time Lord, Peter Capaldi!
Never mind Ol’ Crabby, mates. In the meantime, I be workin’ on a few more queries fer Tunerville. I vow to ye, I’ll get that book sold or my name ain’t — well hell and damnation, I seem to be lackin’ a proper pirate name o’ sorts. Any suggestions in the comments?
Comin’ up soon, I be startin’ a class through Syracuse University just like the Doctor Who class I took last year, only this be about Star Trek. Aye, when ye be considerin’ a name fer me pirate persona, keep in mind me nerdy tendencies, ye ken?
And I be workin’ back up to finishin’ the Secret Book. It were techy for a nibble o’time there–I weren’t sure I had the heart to go on wiv it. It won’t be easy fer a few days–me computer’s USB ports went belly-up and the little lubber be in the computer hospital. So I be workin’ on me old Vista machine, and it won’t let me touch anythin’ on me flash drive, bless it!
Yarr, it be gettin’ late and I need to heave me carcass off this sofa and get ready to go. I be supposed to bring eatin’ implements (plastic forks) along with me, so I best be gettin’ on with me preparations.
‘Til next time, me hearties!