"Almost 200 years ago, James Gosling's ship, brimming with spirits and bound for America from London, was becalmed off Bermuda. Wisely, James put ashore and never left. Eventually the family's leisurely oak-aged, dark-hued rum became extremely popular... Unlike mass-marketed spirits, Black Seal remains a special product available at select outlets." - goslingsrum.com

Well I'm just gonna have to go see Pirates again, is what. Yeah, when that decision got made this morning, I actually started giggling uncontrollably. Mmmmmm Pirates. Best movie ever.

Meanwhile, Kevin Smith to direct the best movie ever: article. Yup I'm trading around the "best movie ever" moniker like a Gem Saloon wipe-rag at this point. I'm okay with it.

Yesterday I got to see Susanne and Meredith, both visiting from out of town, at different points in the day thanks to my crack work-at-home scheme. I also squeezed in a driving lesson wherein I managed to stall the car in the middle of the intersection at Jones and Gerrard, and yet not die. Why? Because gas is my friend. In between there was room for buying the first season of Robin Hood on (very expensive) spec, finishing off some serious deliverables on a project I'm more than ready to be altogether done with, and shanghaiing Brandy aboard the Portrait of a Young Artist galleon as it sets sail for the shimmering waters to our immediate south. I'd call that productive.