MY LIFE ON THE HIGH SEAS
	               by
                    Anonymous

	            CHAPTER 1

It was about this time that I realized I had always
wanted to be a pirate. About when, you ask? It was
a sultry September day, an unexpected last gasp of
summer, the kind of day when a man feels he must go 
forth and prove himself somewhere -- a mountain top, the
high seas, anywhere where adventure awaits.

"Fluffy!", I exclaimed, addressing my ever-faithful
Pomeranian. "Adventure is in the air! Forthward ho!"

Fluffy snorted, uncharacteristically less than enthusiastic.

"Forthward ho!", I reiterated, louder, further demonstrating 
my determination with a pull on her lace-covered leash.

And so my true life began.