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For my birthday, the wife gave me a book called Pirates! In an adventure with Scientists!

It's Very Silly. As the title would indicate.
Here's the blurb from the back cover:

 Dear Reader,
 I'm choosing to picture you as an attractive young woman, about nineteen, perhaps reading this 150 years from now, while in bed wearing just a daring negligee, tanned thighs stretched out on those silk sheets of yours. You're no doubt wondering why the men of your time couldn't be a bit more like the charming piratical rogue writing these words, instead of the monstrous oversized brains they've probably evolved into. Well, what are you waiting for? With your advanced scientific knowledge it's no doubt a cinch to reconstitute me from just a few of my piratical cells, and to this end I have stuck a couple of hairs from my glossy beard into the back cover. I take it you still have hams in the future? A nice big ham waiting for me would be a treat.
 Anyhow, I hope you enjoy my adventure.
 The Pirate Captain
 Port Royal Jamaica, 1838

See, the Pirate Captain mistakenly attacks Charles Darwin's ship The Beagle, and...
Nah, go read it for yourself. It's a quick, silly read.

What I'm reading: just finished the (above).

Murphy was listening

I shoulda known better.
I posted about Friday being a good day. Murphy loves that kind of talk.
( Like some cheese with that whine? )