Tropical refreshment!
So today I went to the liquor store.
Two, actually.
Not to load up, you understand. Just to find the exact ingredients for a very special drink to properly commemorate this very special day.
And what was so special about today, you ask?
Well, today was none other than that magical, long-awaited day when one enormous, filthy, flea-bitten, nasty, and utterly dead and awful albatross was finally cut, and cleanly so, from around the neck of a certain semi-ancient mariner.
Which would be me, of course. Your humble author.
Hallelujah, let there be dancing in the streets!
Okay, so this celebratory theme isn’t actually about a rotting bird and I’m not really all that ancient either nor do I ply the seas. Still, I love the poem and the metaphor fits, except for the part about shooting that gigantic waterfowl in the first place. Anyway, let’s just leave it at that. Read the rest of this entry »
