An airport announcing flights in Piratese — “Argggh avast ye snivelin swabs, yer ship is leavin port from dock nine, leave all yer grog behind at security.”
Shiver me timbers, MATIES! A true wonderful idea ye have there. So raise the Jolly Roger and scuttle any wharf rat that sees foolery in our debauch as we raise a glass of grog singing Yo Ho Ho and a Botle of Rum.
Do Enron, Adelphia, HP, and Worldcom executives count as modern pirates? How about militant, gun-toting strongman types of all stripes… Al Qaeda, FARC, Ahmadinejad, Chavez, Cheney? and what about approximately 9 million full time spammers in Nigeria and Russia? Don’t they count?
On a serious note, this past week that Somali pirate that was captured appeared in court. Where was all the hoopla from the media about that?
Not a sound…….not even Rush Limbaugh mentioned the pirate being held acccountable for his actions because if Rush did talk about it, then people would remember that Obama had 2 of the pirates taken out and the third is now being prosecuted.
Aaarrr…..that Obama might just be a law and order guy – what do you think?
Yes, I am now to be called, “Pirate Dan the Dagger!”
Any insults directed my way will be met with trip to our infamous diving board, and a once in a life time chance to witness tiger sharks in a feeding frenzy. Please notice the caps, and treat them as such!
Profile. Hygiene is just that thing that happens to other pirates. You like what you like. Taking a cannonball to the head in your younger days hasn’t helped. Not one to take risks, you enjoy quiet evenings communing with the other vermin down in the lower holds of the ship. In the Age of Pirates you’d have spent a lot of time below watching the rats fight for scraps of food.What you lack in physical attractiveness you more than make up for in interesting skin conditions. On the job, it’s almost a sure bet you work in a cubicle in a large office where nobody remembers your last name but they all talk about you, a lot.
Some men and women are born great, some achieve greatness and some slit the throats of any scalawag who stands between them and unlimited power. You never met a man – or woman – you couldn’t eviscerate. You are the definitive Man of Action, the CEO of the Seven Seas, Lee Iacocca in a blousy shirt and drawstring-fly pants. You’re mission-oriented, and if anyone gets in the way, that’s his problem, now isn’t? Your buckle was swashed long ago and you have never been so sure of anything as your ability to bend everyone to your will. You will call anyone out and cut off his head if he shows any sign of taking you on or backing down. If one of your lieutenants shows an overly developed sense of ambition he may find more suitable accommodations in Davy Jones’ locker. That is, of course, IF you notice him. You tend to be self absorbed – a weakness that may keep you from seeing enemies where they are and imagining them where they are not.
What’s Yer Inner Pirate? brought to you by The Official Talk Like A Pirate Web Site. Arrrrr!
Oh, my stars! If I’d heard one of those Pirate pickup lines, I’d have laughed myself silly. I might have even been interested enough to get to know the guy behind them. Maybe. 😉
I have this indescribable urge to become of friend on Sarah Palin’s Facebook page. My first question will be: Where did you get your education? From a box of Cracker Jacks?
There’s nothing quite so satisfying as a Saturday night spent listening to In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida, turned up nice and loud so the neighbors can enjoy it, too. 🙂
If you’re looking for satisfying, long, and recorded songs, you might consider “Mountain Jam” from The Allman Brothers’ Eat a Peach.* Or “Whipping Post” from Live at the Fillmore East. Both are equally excellent at top volume, too. 😉
Duane is dead, of course, but here’s Warren Haynes* fronting the zombie-like ABB ca2009 on “Mountain Jam.” The album version runs 33+ minutes and is extremely excellent.
*-A lot of people tend to get nervous flying commercially when they’re either stacked over a major airport or undergoing a traumatically long disembarkation event (e.g., Reagan Intl is often so busy that arrivals at some gates are delayed because of late departures at the same gate). I think that Eat a Peach is the very best chill music available. Punch that puppy on your iPod if nervous and I guarantee you’ll soon relax – works for me, anyway.
**-FWIW, I have tickets to see the zombie-like Allman Brothers Band, led by Warren Haynes – plus Widespread Panic – at the nTelos Pavilion in Portsmouth, VA, on Oct. 7. I am really, really, REALLY looking forward to the show, too!
I was never an Allman Bros. fan. Wasn’t Cher married to one of them for a while? He looked like he was growing a mustache under his bottom lip. LOL (Sorry, I’m in a witchy mood tonight.) Maybe the AB were a little too late for me. I’m ancient. 🙂
33+ minutes? Both sides of an album? Or was that after vinyl?
Flying doesn’t bother me. It did when I was 3, though. We flew from Key West to Havana on a little prop airplane. I can still remember the flight, although I have no memory of Havana at all.
Well, now, that post of mine didn’t sound nice at all, and I didn’t mean it the way it probably sounded.
I barely recall the Allman Bros. The only song I’m familiar with is Ramblin’ Man. It could be because it had a country sound, and I wasn’t into country. Which doesn’t explain why I liked CCR, now does it? Let’s face it. I liked what I liked for no reason. I made less sense then than I do now. 🙂
Greg Allman was married to Cher for ten minutes post-Sonny, just long enough to produce Elijah Blue Allman.
Whipping Post is a great song by ABB. I always liked Duane far better than Greg and didn’t really care for Dickie Betts, who sings lead on Ramblin’ Man.
Inna Godda Da Vida was originally titled In the Garden of Eden – great song – one I still listen to (on CD) these days.
For another great long song/jam, traditionalist blues fan will like Cream’s version of Willie Dixon’s Spoonful from (to my recollection) Disraeli Gears. Twenty-five minutes long and filled with high volume Clapton, Jack Bruce on lead vocals.
The story goes that In-a-Gadda was written when the band was totally wiped. Booze, not drugs.
Cream I can go with. 🙂 Too bad Clapton wasn’t still with the Yardbirds when I saw them at the Cottilion. (Did I spell that right? Not yet awake and don’t really care.)
I have no idea. LOL I’m not even sure what year it was. Back in ’66 and ’67, we used to go to the Cotillion on Sundays for Battle of the Bands. I don’t know how the Yardbirds figured into that. Obviously not a part of BoB. But it must have been sometime during that time period. Memory details start fading after a while.
Beck and Page played together with the Yardbirds for a brief period of time. Beck left in late ’66 to form the Jeff Beck Group with Rod Stewart on vocals.
Page formed the New Yardbirds in1968. His original choice for vocalist was Terry Reid (I saw him play in Detroit in 1969) but Reid wanted to go solo, so he recommended Robert Plant. The band actually performed in Europe for a few dates as the Yardbirds, before changing their name to Led Zeppelin.
September 19th (every year) is
PrairiePopulistsAndProgressives.net 
An airport announcing flights in Piratese — “Argggh avast ye snivelin swabs, yer ship is leavin port from dock nine, leave all yer grog behind at security.”
Arrr!
Shiver me timbers, MATIES! A true wonderful idea ye have there. So raise the Jolly Roger and scuttle any wharf rat that sees foolery in our debauch as we raise a glass of grog singing Yo Ho Ho and a Botle of Rum.
Have you heard about the next pirate movie?
It is rated arrrr!
Do Enron, Adelphia, HP, and Worldcom executives count as modern pirates? How about militant, gun-toting strongman types of all stripes… Al Qaeda, FARC, Ahmadinejad, Chavez, Cheney? and what about approximately 9 million full time spammers in Nigeria and Russia? Don’t they count?
Careful there MATIES you are giving pirates a bad name!
On a serious note, this past week that Somali pirate that was captured appeared in court. Where was all the hoopla from the media about that?
Not a sound…….not even Rush Limbaugh mentioned the pirate being held acccountable for his actions because if Rush did talk about it, then people would remember that Obama had 2 of the pirates taken out and the third is now being prosecuted.
Aaarrr…..that Obama might just be a law and order guy – what do you think?
Rush would just use it to remind all his listeners that the President order teenagers be killed.
You can get your very own pirate name here…
http://gangstaname.com/pirate_name.php
Yes, I am now to be called, “Pirate Dan the Dagger!”
Any insults directed my way will be met with trip to our infamous diving board, and a once in a life time chance to witness tiger sharks in a feeding frenzy. Please notice the caps, and treat them as such!
No-Eyes Roberta here. Aarrr!
The Bilge Rat
Profile. Bilge Rat
Profile. Hygiene is just that thing that happens to other pirates. You like what you like. Taking a cannonball to the head in your younger days hasn’t helped. Not one to take risks, you enjoy quiet evenings communing with the other vermin down in the lower holds of the ship. In the Age of Pirates you’d have spent a lot of time below watching the rats fight for scraps of food.What you lack in physical attractiveness you more than make up for in interesting skin conditions. On the job, it’s almost a sure bet you work in a cubicle in a large office where nobody remembers your last name but they all talk about you, a lot.
You obviously didn’t answer the questions accurately! Everyone remembers your last name — it’s what they call you!
Of course I had to do it…..
Sarah Palin : Pirate Yvette the Back-Stabber
Obama : Eel Skin Eugene
Dick Chaney : Cap’n Booker Buttwipe
George W bush : Moanin’ Nigel Smithe
arrrrg time to yer money to where your liberal pie holes be at
http://www.nationstates.net/
arrrrg time to yer money to where your liberal pie holes be at
arrrrrrrrrrrgg
put yer money,
but you all knew that lads and lassies
I found my inner pirate:
You are The Cap’n!
Some men and women are born great, some achieve greatness and some slit the throats of any scalawag who stands between them and unlimited power. You never met a man – or woman – you couldn’t eviscerate. You are the definitive Man of Action, the CEO of the Seven Seas, Lee Iacocca in a blousy shirt and drawstring-fly pants. You’re mission-oriented, and if anyone gets in the way, that’s his problem, now isn’t? Your buckle was swashed long ago and you have never been so sure of anything as your ability to bend everyone to your will. You will call anyone out and cut off his head if he shows any sign of taking you on or backing down. If one of your lieutenants shows an overly developed sense of ambition he may find more suitable accommodations in Davy Jones’ locker. That is, of course, IF you notice him. You tend to be self absorbed – a weakness that may keep you from seeing enemies where they are and imagining them where they are not.
What’s Yer Inner Pirate? brought to you by The Official Talk Like A Pirate Web Site. Arrrrr!
AAAAAAAARRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHH
Aye, the Queen Anne’s Re’enge will sail again, tonight at midnight, shiver me timbers!
Avast ye yer midnight swims off Hatteras tonight, scalleywags!
AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHH
(I love this day 😉 )
“Drop ten million US dollars in 20 and 100 dollar bills in a life raft off the tanker’s port bow by noon tomorrow.”
Arrghh!
Oh, my stars! If I’d heard one of those Pirate pickup lines, I’d have laughed myself silly. I might have even been interested enough to get to know the guy behind them. Maybe. 😉
Pirate Helga the Fruit, here. But what kind of fruit? I’ll have to ponder that one…
Is coconut a fruit?
Wait! By George, I’ve got it! Passion fruit. Hey, there’s gotta be some passion left in me somewhere, even if it’s fruit.
I have this indescribable urge to become of friend on Sarah Palin’s Facebook page. My first question will be: Where did you get your education? From a box of Cracker Jacks?
How long do you think I’ll last there? ha ha ha
There’s nothing quite so satisfying as a Saturday night spent listening to In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida, turned up nice and loud so the neighbors can enjoy it, too. 🙂
If you’re looking for satisfying, long, and recorded songs, you might consider “Mountain Jam” from The Allman Brothers’ Eat a Peach.* Or “Whipping Post” from Live at the Fillmore East. Both are equally excellent at top volume, too. 😉
Duane is dead, of course, but here’s Warren Haynes* fronting the zombie-like ABB ca2009 on “Mountain Jam.” The album version runs 33+ minutes and is extremely excellent.
*-A lot of people tend to get nervous flying commercially when they’re either stacked over a major airport or undergoing a traumatically long disembarkation event (e.g., Reagan Intl is often so busy that arrivals at some gates are delayed because of late departures at the same gate). I think that Eat a Peach is the very best chill music available. Punch that puppy on your iPod if nervous and I guarantee you’ll soon relax – works for me, anyway.
**-FWIW, I have tickets to see the zombie-like Allman Brothers Band, led by Warren Haynes – plus Widespread Panic – at the nTelos Pavilion in Portsmouth, VA, on Oct. 7. I am really, really, REALLY looking forward to the show, too!
I was never an Allman Bros. fan. Wasn’t Cher married to one of them for a while? He looked like he was growing a mustache under his bottom lip. LOL (Sorry, I’m in a witchy mood tonight.) Maybe the AB were a little too late for me. I’m ancient. 🙂
33+ minutes? Both sides of an album? Or was that after vinyl?
Flying doesn’t bother me. It did when I was 3, though. We flew from Key West to Havana on a little prop airplane. I can still remember the flight, although I have no memory of Havana at all.
Well, now, that post of mine didn’t sound nice at all, and I didn’t mean it the way it probably sounded.
I barely recall the Allman Bros. The only song I’m familiar with is Ramblin’ Man. It could be because it had a country sound, and I wasn’t into country. Which doesn’t explain why I liked CCR, now does it? Let’s face it. I liked what I liked for no reason. I made less sense then than I do now. 🙂
Enjoy the concert, Pendant!!
Greg Allman was married to Cher for ten minutes post-Sonny, just long enough to produce Elijah Blue Allman.
Whipping Post is a great song by ABB. I always liked Duane far better than Greg and didn’t really care for Dickie Betts, who sings lead on Ramblin’ Man.
Inna Godda Da Vida was originally titled In the Garden of Eden – great song – one I still listen to (on CD) these days.
For another great long song/jam, traditionalist blues fan will like Cream’s version of Willie Dixon’s Spoonful from (to my recollection) Disraeli Gears. Twenty-five minutes long and filled with high volume Clapton, Jack Bruce on lead vocals.
The story goes that In-a-Gadda was written when the band was totally wiped. Booze, not drugs.
Cream I can go with. 🙂 Too bad Clapton wasn’t still with the Yardbirds when I saw them at the Cottilion. (Did I spell that right? Not yet awake and don’t really care.)
Did you see the Jimmy Page or the Jeff Beck version of the Yardbirds?
I have no idea. LOL I’m not even sure what year it was. Back in ’66 and ’67, we used to go to the Cotillion on Sundays for Battle of the Bands. I don’t know how the Yardbirds figured into that. Obviously not a part of BoB. But it must have been sometime during that time period. Memory details start fading after a while.
Beck and Page played together with the Yardbirds for a brief period of time. Beck left in late ’66 to form the Jeff Beck Group with Rod Stewart on vocals.
Page formed the New Yardbirds in1968. His original choice for vocalist was Terry Reid (I saw him play in Detroit in 1969) but Reid wanted to go solo, so he recommended Robert Plant. The band actually performed in Europe for a few dates as the Yardbirds, before changing their name to Led Zeppelin.