Bound away to the eastward where the wild winds do blow

[sovay]

Today was spent in Newburyport with my parents and my brother, who came up from Connecticut for the day; an early birthday present on his part, since he works all this week. There was ocean. There were used books. There was chocolate-dipped ginger strong enough to clear the sinuses. Especially since I had "The Dreadnought" (and Placebo's "Running Up That Hill," but there's no story about that) stuck in my head while wandering around the Custom House Maritime Museum, I was delighted to learn that the famous packet ship had been built in town, courtesy of Currier & Townsend in 1853. And at Aquatini for dinner, I discovered—to no one's very great surprise, except for my brother who considers gin undrinkable—that I think a pomegranate martini with lime gin is delicious. I'm sure karma will be leveled sometime in the next week, but so far this month continues awesome.

Comments

[sovay]

Have I mentioned I've become obsessed with British Naval history?

No. That's awesome.

I'm attempting to memorize more sea shanties.

I approve!

Also, I'm jealous of your museum trip.

You should come north when you get a break: I am always up for visiting maritime museums.

[spectre-general.livejournal.com]

I will take you up on that, as I must visit the Constitution in Boston.

Also, my artist and I have 4 pages of my period themed comic book The Sun Never Sets and it's ten thousand tons of awesome. You'll love it.

[sovay]

I will take you up on that, as I must visit the Constitution in Boston.

Let me know when!

period themed comic book The Sun Never Sets and it's ten thousand tons of awesome. You'll love it.

. . . I do want to read it already, yeah.