Just Say “Arrgh!”

Even in my mother’s womb, I knew I wanted to be a pirate. I’d say my “arghs,” drink through my barrels of rum, and have a jolly time sitting around with my fellow shipmates. If only, if only. Well, twenty years later, I’ve accepted the role as an English major, secretly watching for the next ship out to sea, whether in my mind, my scribbled notebook, or Treasure Island. Close enough, right?