September 19th is International Talk Like A Pirate day.
As some of you may know, I ride my bicycle to work pretty much whenever I can. When I can't, I ride it to a bus stop. This year, I'm taking TLAP Day up a notch or two. Or 3'x5' as the case may be.
So, aside from greeting all yer mateys with "Ahoy, thar!" on September 19th, what else arrrr ya doin'?
Maybe I should hop in my black car, put on a bandanna have my way on the open seas, er, roads. Or maybe I'll just give an "Arrrr!" out the window once in a while.
Nice flag!
Ahoy, Sir. That flag be mighty fine. I be heartily outdone.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go pillage several small villages.
Ahrrr! Last year we did answer the phone at work as pirates. Two or three times, at least...
I expect we'll do that again this year.
...matey.
BTW, has anyone figured out what you actually do with a drunken sailor earl-y in the morning?
It be difficult navigating in the morning with a huge jolly roger in tow. The scurvy land lubbers gave my mighty ship more room than usual.
... lil pic of me on Pirate's Weekend during Scarborough Faire Renaissance Festival.
I gots all kinds of Pirate cred, yo...
Arr!! We be watchin' Curse Of The Black Pearl that night! Yarr!
pirate patch please?
Well, the patch described in the "shot my eye out" story wasn't exactly "period", or Renaissance-ish enough. They let me get away with the Jolly Roger do-rag, and even the pink flower was given to me (which you can barely see stickin out the back of my head), but the patch wouldn't work.
I do appreciate the laugh, though... I hadn't read that story since I wrote it.