Hello there it’s time for Troping the Riff with me The Eclectic Eccentric. Or is it. After all you’ve never met The Eclectic Eccentric and you have no idea if he’s the one typing these words or not. I could just be pretending to be him. I’ll tell you what I’ll be on the corner of Frenchmen and Esplanade in New Orleans on May 15th at 5:00 pm and you can find out for sure. How will you know it’s me? I’ll be wearing a black polo. Hopefully I’m the only one otherwise you might mistake me for someone else…
Category: Troping the Riff
Troping the Riff-The Ghost Ship
Look at it floating out there in the dead of space; no power, no life signs, no sign of how it came to be there. The crew of any respectable spacefaring vessel can have only one response to stumbling across such a find in the cold dark void of infinity: “OMG!!!!! CAPTAIN!!!! CAPTAIN LOOK!!! ITS A SHIP!!! BUT NO ONES ON IT!!! CAN WE GO ABOARD!?!?!! PLEASE, PRETTY PLEASE CAN WE GO ABOARD!?!?!! WE HAVE TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENED!!! PRETTY PLEASE CAPTAIN??!!! WE HAVE TO KNOW!!!” and the brave Captain musters all his commander’s charisma, puts asides his reservations and…