A literary work of arrrr
I just finished reading Pirate Hunter: The True Story of Captain Kidd. It's one of those 400-page historical biographies that are all the rage these days. Also all the rage these days is taking liberties with the emotions of the characters, telling you how they surely felt as they looked at their wife one last time or whatever. But it's forgiveable because it makes the story compelling and there are a bajillion facts to back up everything else. The book was a good read and the author Richard Zacks did a nice job cranking up the drama with his structure. Recommended.
To celebrate finishing the book I chose to pour myself a drink. Though I should be drinking madeira, the fortified wine from the Madeira Islands of Portugal that was prized by pirates, I will instead be having some good old-fashioned rum and dreaming of sweet, sweet booty.
To celebrate finishing the book I chose to pour myself a drink. Though I should be drinking madeira, the fortified wine from the Madeira Islands of Portugal that was prized by pirates, I will instead be having some good old-fashioned rum and dreaming of sweet, sweet booty.
Labels: alcoholism, snobbery


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