Avast, ye land lubbers!

Aye matey, today be Talk Like A Pirate Day...one o' me favorite days o' the year! Arrr! Swab the decks or be keelhauled!

Yes, support your fellow pirates and drink a mug o' grog in honor of this wondrous day. To read more about Talk Like A Pirate Day and to learn how to talk like this most despicable yet endearing creature, go here. I'm way ahead of you because, as you can see from my profile picture, I dress like a pirate every day.

For the super n00bs who are only able to communicate in leet speak, read this most amusing article and start talking like a pirate on the internet.

Why should ye talk like a pirate? For the GWMD, o' course (guns, women, muskets, and dubloons...although in my case it's more like GMMD)!

Load t' cannon and drink up me hearties, yo ho!

Crazy

I don't usually like covers but I liked this one. Obviously not nearly as awesome as the original but it's still funky!

Nelly Furtado & Charlotte Church - 'Crazy' by Gnarles Barkley

No dumping allowed

Ew, someone just took a clearly righteous dump here at work. The stench has already begun peeling the paint off my car in the parking lot.













Actually, it really wasn't that bad. I just wanted something to talk about.

9/11

Our thoughts and best wishes go out to those who lost loved ones five years ago on September 11, 2001.

Mushy pirate, anyone?

Of course I decided to walk to Starbucks today when the sky was clearly thinking about raining. Who wouldn't? Walk to Starbucks, I mean. Not think about raining. I think about raining all the time.

Gross?

It was sprinkling when I left Starbucks but I wasn't too worried since it was only a 15 min. walk. After buying my drink I managed to get 85% of the way home before someone decided I wasn't drenched enough and the sky opened up, angels flew down, and a crap-ton of water came pouring down onto my head. I felt smart for wearing flip flops.

I thought this must be what it feels like to be a waterlogged pirate. I was wearing my new skull shirt (see below), large hoop earrings, an eye patch, and feeling quite saucy. Just kidding about the eye patch. Fortunately, and I'm not sure how, I managed to keep my cell phone dry during the entire walk home. Sam - 1, World - 20. I now have a towel wrapped around my head, which I think makes me more of a gypsy pirate at this point.

I'd totally do it again assuming the same noob doesn't make my frappuccino next time. It had a strange after taste that reminded me very much of pepper. How bizarre? How bizarre.

Soaking peppered gypsy pirate, anyone?

Sad day

for the Irwins. :(

Stingray kills 'Crocodile Hunter'

Rest in peace, Steve Irwin.

Ha.

I couldn't resist either of these.

Cyanide and Happiness - #647

White Ninja is a dreaded pirate