Hey, wait a minute, isn’t that the title of the second “Adam Gold Mystery?” (Actually, that was THE PIRATE PATH.) Anyway, the reason I used this title in today’s post is because I recently returned from “pirate country” along the Texas coast. In pursuit of fame and fortune, I ventured down to the charming coastal town of Port Lavaca, anxious to meet and greet some of my loyal fans. (It was very hot down there, so there were plenty of fans!) I gave a short discourse (did you folks sign up for “dis course?”) to a group of prominent citizens recently paroled and/or pardoned from the local penal institution.
Just kidding about the penal thing. (Why does that sound dirty?) I actually spoke at the Old Main Bookstore in nearby Palacios. (Which is a Spanish word meaning “palacios.”) Great cookies and wonderful coffee, and some very nice citizens. Then it was off for another engagement in Port Lavaca, which has the good fortune of existing beside a lovely inlet on Matagorda Bay. Aye, matey, it was a good place to discuss my book about pirate treasure, because this is where good old Jean Lafitte buried some of his loot! (I dug up several flower beds, but alas, to no avail.) Nevertheless, I got to use some lame pirate jokes and a few gags about “booty.” (I think the audience was ready to bury me, instead of treasure!)
So what else be new? Well, if you happen to subscribe to a French newspaper called “Herald de Paris,” (and let’s face it, who doesn’t?) then you might have seen the pleasant article written about RANSOM ON THE RHONE. The reviewer was very kind, and she gave the book 4-stars, which was much appreciated. (I tried to “purchase” the fifth star, but she wouldn’t budge. Whoever heard of a French person refusing a bribe?) Say levee, as they say down in New Orleans.
Looks like Greece is heading for bankruptcy. Hard to believe that the country that invented the philosophy major could go bankrupt. Their prime minister is still optimistic. I heard him say that the country will bounce back. (They were just having a rough 2,000 years.)
What else happened recently? Oh yes, same-sex marriage was approved by the Supreme Court. (I don’t use the term “gay marriage,” because ALL marriage will make you miserable! Or bankrupt!) Jeez, I hope my wife doesn’t read this blog. (She hasn’t read any of them yet!) Anyway, in my view the main difference between gay marriage and straight marriage is that in the former nobody complains when you leave the toilet seat up! Just saying, dear.
Hey, isn’t Bernie Sanders too old to become President? A reporter asked him if he was on Instagram, and he said that he’s sticking with telegrams! I’ve heard that he’s so old that his Homeowner Insurance covers fire, theft, and Indian raids! Now that’s old. (So are these jokes!) I see that Chris Christie gave a 20-minute speech in his high school’s gymnasium. (Probably the longest amount of time he’s ever spent inside a gym!) He was no doubt surrounded by dumb bells. (Hey, I used to live in New York, so I’m allowed to make jokes about New Jersey!)
Since I’m being “crabby,” let me remind you of a great seafood restaurant down in Port Lavaca… The place is called Art’s Fish House. (A fellow named Art owns the place and they serve fish.) That being said, order something called the “Big Pot.” (No, this is not a Chris Christie joke.) The dinner is a superb combo of shrimp, blue crab, and crawfish. Yummy yummy. (You can add something called “Dungeon crab,” or “Dungeness crab” for a few dollars extra.)
Well, my dear friends, I must leave you to your own devices. Tonight is the semi-annual “Princess of Portugal Paella Party.” I, being a world class bartender, am responsible for bringing several gallons of my famous “Faux Festival Sangria,” so I must be on my way to the taxidermy shop. (I have a secret ingredient that they supply…. eye of newt extract!) When you toast with my sangria, you’re supposed to say…. “Here’s looking at you, kid!”
I can’t “envision” a better way to end this blog, so I’m gone…..
Love to all,
You are awesome! You had me cracking up with your jokes!! 😂 they were so corny which made them even more hysterical. To me anyway. I’m terrible at telling jokes. So enjoy you crabs and keep the sangria flowing. Always a pleasure. Your friend & fan Donna Ferrari
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